"I dared not offer further penance," he said.
The emotion in his voice stirred her — but she was still laughing down at him.
She said: "You did offer further penance — you offered your handkerchief. So — as that was all you offered as reparation for — my lips——"
"Eve! I could have taken you into my arms—-"
"You did! And threw me down among the spruces. You really did everything that a contrite heart could suggest——"
"Good heavens!" said that rather matter-of-fact young man, "I don't believe you have forgiven me after all."
"I have — everything except the handkerchief——"
"Then I'm coming up to complete my penance——"
"I'll lock my door!"
"Would you?"