"You mustn't--ever--do it again." "Why not ?" he whispered softly.

"What does it matter?
This is the land of no consequences." "I can't help it," she whispered back.

"It may not mean anything to you.
But--but--it makes me feel--wicked." He laughed at her with tender ridicule.

His arms still held her, but no longer closely.
"Don't be afraid, my elf of the mountains!" he said.

"I won't do it again--yet.