It is so very, very delicious to be loved.
"Good-bye, darling," he whispered huskily; and, before she had time to stop him, he had taken her in his arms and kissed her, passionately, lingeringly.

Then, with no other word, he released her and went off quickly down the road.
* * * * * After Enid Crofton had shut the heavy door in the wall behind her, she did not go straight along the path which led to her front door.

Instead, she turned in the gathering darkness to the left, and started walking round the garden which in daylight looked so different, now that Jack Tosswill had put in so many hard mornings' work at it.
She felt more surprised and moved by what had happened this afternoon than she would have thought possible.

Poor Jack! Poor, foolish, adoring, priggish boy! When he had come in this morning, bringing the note of invitation from his step-mother, he had seemed excited and ill at ease.

She had felt vexed at his coming so early, as she was anxious to superintend the jam-making herself.