"What?" she said, looking up as his pressure made her face him.
He put out his arms and took her in them, and stood a long moment, looking at her lips.
"Forgive me—I—" he said, stepping back suddenly. "I—I didn't mean to offend you."
"No—you couldn't do that—never," she said quietly.
"You—you're so pretty to-night—I couldn't help it," he said. To himself he vowed he would never let himself be tempted again—not that night.
"I'm going to take you to your home," he said, when after small conversation they returned.
"Sure."
He was surprised and delighted at this, but almost immediately to be generous he said:
"No, no, I won't."