“You didn’t kiss me back.”
“Why should I?”
“I don’t believe you know how to!”
“Don’t I?”
He kissed her again.
“What a funny mouth you’ve got—it’s soft like a baby’s.”
“You’d better be careful—some one might come along, you know, at any moment.”
“Would they be angry?... You are a baby!”
“Rory! The music’s stopping.”
Rory began talking in a loud voice: “Well, as I was saying, Chislehurst golf is no good to me at all. I like a course where you have plenty of room to open your shoulders.”