"You may help me to my feet," she said sweetly.

She was very young.
He rose at once, holding out his hands to aid her in that pleasantly impersonal manner so suited to him; and now they stood together in the purple dusk of the uplands--two people young enough to take one another seriously.
"Let me tell you something," she said, facing him, white hands loosely linked behind her.

"I don't exactly understand how it has happened, but you know as well as I do that we have formed a--an acquaintance--the sort that under normal conditions requires a long time and several conventional and preliminary chapters.

...

I should like to know what you think of our performance." "I think," he said laughing, "that it is charming." "Oh, yes; men usually find the unconventional agreeable.