"Did you, Peter? I didn't hear it. Please ask again!"
Peter gulped.
"Will you?" he asked.
"Will I what?"
"Let me kiss you?"
For what seemed at least an hour to Peter she stood looking at him.
"If I do—will you promise never to kiss any other girl?"
"I promise."
"And never let any other girl kiss you? I mean Adette Clamart, too!"