Veronica would slip near Pierre, take possession of his hand, and keep it in hers.

Thus they walked along contentedly without saying a word.

They stopped from time to time to kiss each other.

'I wish to kiss you,' Veronica would say, and as she did so she embraced him tenderly with her little arms.

Then after Pierre had allowed her the caress he would, in his turn, kiss her vehemently on her pretty, little, plump cheeks.