said Yes, and would I show him the way. And—and—wasn't it foolish of him to risk everything by kissing me in the dark!—just when he had made such headway, and broken into society! I was awfully cross about it, and made a great favor of forgiving him. But he said he really couldn't help it, and so I let him off with a dreadful warning—while he held my hand, and listened like an angel, only interrupting to say he loved me, and that it was the happiest night of his life. And then I asked him was it truly? And he seemed to think the proper answer was to kiss me again—which perhaps it was.