Then he felt her body yielding, and once again she was close in his arms and lips were pressed on lips.
"What will my people say ?" she queried, with sudden apprehension, in one of the pauses.
"I don't know.

We can find out very easily any time we are so minded." "But if mamma objects?
I am sure I am afraid to tell her." "Let me tell her," he volunteered valiantly.

"I think your mother does not like me, but I can win her around.

A fellow who can win you can win anything.

And if we don't--" "Yes ?" "Why, we'll have each other.