He kissed Allie.

Without warning he kissed her full and fair upon her red, half-open lips.
For the briefest instant of amazement the two stood motionless in the middle of the polished floor while the phonograph brayed on; then Allie shook herself free of her partner, and in the same movement she smote him a mighty slap that sent him reeling.

Delamater saw stars.

The constellation of Orion gleamed in dazzling splendor within his tightly shut lids; he collided with a chair and went sprawling.
With a cry he scrambled to his feet.

"What the hell-- ?" he growled, savagely.
Allie's face was chalky.