"I--I thought----" She did not finish her sentence, for the next moment Galbraith's arm was round her waist, and he drew her toward him. Except his mother, he had never touched lip of woman. He kissed her gently with the tenderest possible pressure, and then he kissed her again and again, until at last Halsa drew herself from his arm.
"There," she said, "I think that's enough for you to-day."
John wondered to himself if he could ever have enough of the nectar he had tasted.
"We must really go in now," said Halsa decisively.
"One kiss more," he pleaded. His arm was round her waist; her lips were once more raised to his, when there was a crash in the lentena hedge, a rush of scampering feet, and a shrill voice called out:
"Oh my! how nice! I'm going to tell mummy."
The lovers shot back from each other, and the widow bit her lips with anger.
"It's that horrid little Eddy Bunny. He must have been watching us the whole time. I should like to shake him," and she stamped her foot.
John recovered himself. "Never mind, darling," he said. "Eddy will only break the news for us."
It was wonderful how easy it all seemed now.