He let her hand fall from his arm, and looked away.

He knew he was behaving like an ass, but he could not help it.
She stopped suddenly.

"Peter," she said, "I want to talk to you.

Take me somewhere where it's possible." "At this hour of the evening?
What about being late ?" She gave a little stamp with her foot, then laughed again.

"What a boy it is!" she said.