"But—what?"
"Marry you I can not."
"Why not?"
"I can not marry anybody."
Then Jimsy said a disgraceful thing. "You kissed me once. Will you do it again?"
At this impudence, she neither got angry nor changed her mind—a bad sign for Jimmy. She put his hand away, saying, "You must forgive me the kiss."
Jimmy jumped to his feet with another inarticulate sound, every whit as bad as an oath, and stood before her.
"Agatha Redmond, will you marry me?"
"No."
Jim turned in his tracks and left the wood.