“Ah! then the fight comes later on,” remarked the precocious Sprite.
“Are you ready?”
“Always ready,” and as if to suit the action to the word, he fluttered in graceful curves, and finally, en passant, kissed her upon the cheek.
“Good. I see you are! You may amuse yourself with bow and arrows when the time comes.”
“May I respectfully inquire when this momentous engagement is to transpire?”
“When you see me——”
“Do what, my Lady Venus?”
“Rise from the sea, and give the usual signal.”
The confab ended for the present. Lady Venus and Cupid understood each other perfectly.