"Quite proper," he assured her. "There's nobody looking."
"I don't quite see," said Dagmar thoughtfully, "how the fact that nobody is looking makes it proper."
"Well," argued Peckover, "if nobody is looking I don't see how it matters whether it is proper or not."
"But it does," she maintained, holding off.
"So long as it's agreeable to both parties," he urged; "we've no one to please but ourselves. Of course," he added airily, "if you've any rooted objection to kissing——"
"It is," said Dagmar hastily, "a question of what is right and what is wrong."
Peckover began to think this was dry work. "You think kissing wrong, then?" he suggested.
"Unjustifiable kissing," Dagmar declared.
"Unjustifiable?" Peckover repeated, with the suspicion of a yawn. "Seems to me if both parties don't object the act is justified."
Dagmar glanced reflectively at the clock and calculated how many minutes more remained to bring him to the point. "Not necessarily," she rejoined with provocative archness. "There are certain people who may kiss each other, and the rest may not."