13/27 "Make love--hot love to her, doctor!" In a minute more the cousins were out of sight. How are you to make love to a young girl, after an acquaintance of a day or two? It thoroughly puzzled Ovid. "Were you half as glad when you saw me return ?" He knew nothing of the devious and serpentine paths by which love finds the way to its ends. It had not occurred to him to approach her with those secret tones and stolen looks which speak for themselves. |