Man-shy, anyway." He glowed with a confession of his own.

"You know, I'm that way, too.
Girl-shy.

I felt awful awkward when I had to kiss you in the other piece.

I never did, really--" He floundered a moment, but was presently blurting out the meagre details of that early amour with Edwina May Pulver.

He stopped this recital in a sudden panic fear that the girl would make fun of him.