His carriage was one of mingled triumph and caution.

He was plainly expectant of a rebuff, and he was just as plainly surprised when her teeth did not flash out at him in anger.

For the first time she met him with a kindly manner.

She sniffed noses with him, and even condescended to leap about and frisk and play with him in quite puppyish fashion.

And he, for all his grey years and sage experience, behaved quite as puppyishly and even a little more foolishly.
Forgotten already were the vanquished rivals and the love-tale red-written on the snow.