"Well, I didn't take the money," he said.
"I don't care if you did," she murmured.
"But I didn't," he said frowning.
"All right," she said, unconvinced and uncaring.
"What are we going to do?" he said.
"Oh, don't begin that," she said swiftly. "This is to-night, and we're
together. Isn't that enough?"
They had reached the tents. Of one accord they turned aside, and in
the shadow of the canvas she came naturally into his arms, and he
kissed her, thrilling deliciously. The delicate fragrance of her
enraptured his senses. It was light love, lightly sealed.
"Kiss me again," she murmured on her deepest note. "Kiss me often, and
don't bother about the future!"