"In England, Mr.Dingwell, a gentleman is not in the habit of disclosing these--er--these--er, er--" "These kissings in a wood ?" suggested Rufus.

"In my country, sir, we do not regard kissing, in or out of a wood, in the light of a shameful proceeding.

Quite the contrary, I do assure you." Amelius recovered his temper.

The discussion was becoming too ridiculous to be endured by the unfortunate person who was the object of it.
"Don't let us make mountains out of molehills," he said.

"I did kiss her--there! A woman pressing the prettiest little purse you ever saw into your hand, and wishing you many happy returns of the day with the tears in her eyes; I should like to know what else was to be done but to kiss her.