In their courtship it had been she who dominated him.
He reddened guiltily when he caught her eyes.

His long upper lip went down in obstinate resistance to impulse.

But if he had kissed her then, she would not have rebelled.
'Colin, what are you thinking of ?' she said, and he answered in a tone, husky with pent emotion.
'I was thinking of our camp to-night--of how we should be alone together in the starlight....

And of how I want to make you happy and of how wonderful it all is--like some impossible dream.' 'Yes.

I've been feeling too that it is like a dream,' she replied gravely.
'A bit of nightmare so far, I'm afraid, for you, Biddy,' he said shaking himself free from sentiment.