"For the whole evening, and as many more as you wish. Would we might be together till the end of the world! 'T would be a life fit for gods!"
"Listen, Philip; in half an hour I shall be at St. Gregory's. I shall expect you there. You won't fail me? Don't keep me waiting long—we shall have a walk together. Go now—we may be discovered." She tried to go, but Julian held her back and threw his arms round her.
"What, wilt thou leave me so coldly?" he said, and tried to press a kiss upon her lips.
Rose did not know what to think of this boldness, for Philip had always been modest, and never dared more than kiss her hand, except once, when her mother had forbidden their meeting again. They had then exchanged their first kiss in great sorrow and in great love, but never since then. She struggled to free herself, but Julian held her firm, till at last she had to buy her liberty by submitting to the kiss, and begged him to go. But Julian seemed not at all inclined to move.
"What! go? I'm not such a fool as that comes to! You think I love my horn better than you? No indeed!"
"But then it isn't right, Philip."
"Not right? why not, my beauty? there is nothing against kissing in the ten commandments."
"Why, if we could marry, perhaps you might—but you know very well we can't marry, and—"
"Not marry? why not? You can marry me any day you like."
"Philip!—why will you talk such folly? You know we must not think of such a thing."