Her face was scarlet now and the blushes refused to go. They lingered in great red bunches after he had carefully placed her on the smooth grass on the opposite bank.
"Honestly, I'm afraid I disgraced myself, didn't I?" she asked, timidly.
"No. It was all my fault," he replied. "I did it on purpose."
"Perhaps I choked you on purpose, too!" she answered, blushing again.
Norman looked at her thoughtfully.
"You know I never saw you blush before. I like it."
"Is it becoming?" she asked, demurely.
"Very."
"You know I was never in a man's arms before."
"And you didn't like it?" he asked, with a smile playing around his mouth.