"Come, then!" and held his hand up to her.
But just as she was about to jump down she thought a moment.
"Wait! We must make provision first!"
She gathered the finest plums within reach and filled the front of her blouse with them.
"Carefully! Don't crush them!"
He felt almost inclined to do so.
She lowered herself from the wall and jumped into his arms. Although he was sturdy he bent under her weight and all but dragged her down. They were of the same height. Their faces came together. He kissed her lips, moist and sweet with the juice of the plums: and she returned his kiss without more ceremony.
"Where are you going?" he asked.
"I don't know."
"Are you out alone?"