"Oh! well!"
He started back angrily.
"No! No! It is impossible! You don't think that!… No! No!"
She put her hands on his shoulders and rocked with laughter.
"How dense you are, how dense, my dear!"
He shook her violently.
"Don't laugh! Why do you laugh? You would not laugh if it were true. You love Ernest…."
She went on laughing and drew him to her and kissed him. In spite of himself he returned her kiss. But when he felt her lips on his, her lips, still warm with his brother's kisses, he flung her away from him and held her face away from his own: he asked:
"You knew it? It was arranged between you?"
She said "Yes," and laughed.