And I wanted to hear it again.

I wanted you to say it." She lifted her face to his.

She was very near him--so near that her shoulder brushed against his arm.

In the box above them her friends, scandalized and amused, were watching her with the greatest interest.
Half of the people in the now half-empty house were watching them with the greatest interest.

To them, between reading advertisements on the programme and watching Anita Flagg making desperate love to a lucky youth in the front row, there was no question of which to choose.
The young people in the front row did not know they were observed.
They were alone--as much alone as though they were seated in a biplane, sweeping above the clouds.
"Say it again," prompted Anita Flagg "Sister." "I will not!" returned the young man firmly.