One kiss and one only." "One!" the girl repeated, with contempt.

"How ungenerous are the old!" "Hard to count are a lover's kisses," her mother answered, with a sigh.
"But you can use them up in a day.

Really, you can use them up all in a day." "A day full of kisses! Oh, heart of me! Think of it!" said the beautiful girl, covering her face a moment.

"I will not have the yellow cushions," she added, quickly.

"Here, take these and bring me two violet ones, and that cushion of gauze filled with rose leaves.