She put up her lips to his, and with a sigh of relief he kissed her.
“Now are you happy again?” she asked.
“Madly.”
She bade him good-night and hurried down the road. Next day he took her in a little watch with a brooch to pin on her dress. She had been hankering for it.
But three or four days later, when she brought him his tea, Mildred said to him:
“You remember what you promised the other night? You mean to keep that, don’t you?”
“Yes.”
He knew exactly what she meant and was prepared for her next words.
“Because I’m going out with that gentleman I told you about tonight.”
“All right. I hope you’ll enjoy yourself.”