“Which way shall we go?” he asked as they walked in darkness.
“I don’t mind.”
“Then we’ll go up the steps.”
He suddenly turned round. They had passed the Park steps. She stood still in resentment at his suddenly abandoning her. He looked for her. She stood aloof. He caught her suddenly in his arms, held her strained for a moment, kissed her. Then he let her go.
“Come along,” he said, penitent.