Kiss me and make up.

I know you too well to believe that you could care for a man of that kind." Ailsa's face was very serious, but she lifted herself on tiptoe and they exchanged an amicable salute across the fence.
After a moment she said: "What did you mean by 'a man of _that_ kind' ?" Camilla's shrug was expressive.

"There are stories about him." Ailsa looked thoughtfully into space.

"Well you won't say such things to me again, about any man--will you, dear ?" "You never minded them before.

You used to laugh." "But this time," said Ailsa Paige, "it is not the least bit funny.
We scarcely exchanged----" She checked herself, flushing with annoyance.