The kiss was returned full upon the mouth.

She wiped her lips and darted away to her chair by the table.
"What's your hurry ?" inquired the visitor.

"Don't I do it right?
Been some time since I kissed a girl--a little one, anyhow," he added, winking at his host.

"Never mind, we'll know each other better by and by." He looked on in wondering disgust as Bos'n said her "grace." "What in blazes!" he burst out when the little blessing was finished.
"Who put her up to that?
A left-over from the psalm-singers, is it ?" "I don't know," answered the captain, speaking with deliberation.

"I do know that I like to have her do it and that she shall do it as long's she's at this table." "Oh! she shall, hey?
Well, I reckon--" "She shall--AS LONG AS SHE'S AT THIS TABLE.