I want you to tell me how I sang--how I acted.
You didn't mind Tom Walker making love to me ?" "No, I wished my arm had been round you instead of his, that was all." "Wishing again! Can't you do something beyond wishing ?" She flashed a swift look at him and then the dark silky lashes drooped.
He must have been dull indeed not to have understood.

His arm was about her.

He drew her closer to him passionately.

It was the first time, though he had over and over again longed to do so.
"I love you--don't you know I do ?" he whispered.
"I've sometimes thought as much but you've been very slow in telling me," she murmured lightly.
"Ah, I was afraid what your answer might be.

Ridicule and a reproof for my impertinence.