But Mrs.Lorimer suddenly and very unexpectedly rose first.

She stood before him, slightly bending, her hands on his broad shoulders.
"Will you kiss me, Stephen ?" she said.
He lifted a grim, reluctant face.

She stooped, slipping her arms about his neck.

"My own dear husband!" she whispered.
He endured her embrace for a couple of seconds; then, "That will do, Adelaide," he said with decision.

"You must not let yourself get emotional.