Skippy walked purposely into the first flower bed.
"Help, I'm lost!"
Vivi stood considering.
"Are you sorry?"
"Dreadfully. Ouch, I'm in a rose bush!"
"And you promise not to be cynical and aloof?"
"Cross my heart and hope to die," said Skippy, very well pleased with himself.
Immediately the hand was offered and retained. To be magnanimous he gave it a little extra squeeze.
"That's not fair," said Vivi.