"Oh, clothes and things."
He stopped suddenly in their walk, as he had often done, and seized her in his arms, swinging her off her feet, burying his face in her wraps to kiss her neck. She kicked and fought him like a wild cat, and at last he dropped her.
"Why wöan't you let me kiss you?"
"Because I won't."
She walked quickly, almost running, and he had to stride to keep up with her.
"You're justabout cruel," he said furiously.
"And so are you."
"Wot have I done?"
"You've changed your mind about wanting to marry me."