"Oh, so you dole out your favours?"
He gave her a kiss, but she pouted, said she would go alone, in the Scheveningen tram, which would take her to Granny's door. But he drew her down upon his little knees:
"Let's play at sweethearts first, then."
"No, let me go."
But he held her tight and kissed her with very short, quick kisses.
"Let me go, Addie, I insist."
But he kissed her with a rain of quick little kisses, which tickled her, till she smiled.
"Look pleasant now!"
"No, I won't!"
"Come, look pleasant!"