SHE. (_Encouragingly_) Yes?
HE. You're a pretty girl--a deucedly pretty girl.
SHE. Oh, no!
HE. But you are; honor bright!
SHE. You really think so?
HE. (_Nods_) There was no one around. It was the kind of an
opportunity which does not present itself every day: life is so--
monotonous. And you didn't seem to object.
SHE. (_Coyly_) I couldn't very well--not while I was unconscious.
HE. That's so. I am a man, with a man's tastes. And you begged me
so hard--it was so inviting--well, I kissed you.
SHE. (_After a pause_) On the lips?
HE. Yes. On the lips.
SHE. (_After a pause_) How often?
HE. Eh?
SHE. How often did you kiss me?
HE. Only once.
SHE. Was that all?
HE. (_With a smile_) Why, it's hardly worth mentioning.
SHE. (_Going to him and taking his hands magnanimously_) Well, I
forgive you.
HE. Thank you.
SHE. (_Invitingly_) Two kisses is not a great deal for saving my
life.
HE. No?
SHE. I owe you much more than that!
HE. (_Standing motionless_) Really?
SHE. (_With her lips half an inch from his_) Really! (_A pause._)
Really! (_He does not kiss her. She gives it up. Sits on the log,
drawing him to her side._) You must tell me all about yourself.
Just think: if it hadn't been for you, I would be at the bottom
of the lake now. What a horrible tragedy that would have been: to
die in such a way! . . . (_She pauses._) It's natural that I
should want to know something about the man who saved me from
that. . . .