"What?"
"Nothing."
And they walked on together for a few moments in silence.
"Kate!"
"Robert."
"Do you love me?"
"Yes."
"May I seal the confession?"
"A fine time to ask leave now!" she said, laughing.
Another kiss, and then another, and then a great many others, firmly sealed this little love affair, and placed them on a perfect understanding with each other. They were from this moment lovers! They quarrelled only twenty times in the subsequent interval of a week that preceded her birthday; than which no greater proof need be advanced to show the new relation in which they stood to each other. But, then, they always made up again; the youth, whose hasty spirit caused him five times out of seven to be the offender, being ever ready to atone by every loverlike device.