"Let us get out of this horrid little tunnel, anyhow.
Oh, darling Cinders! He wants to kiss you.

Do you mind ?" Bertrand laughed involuntarily.

But she was droll, this English child! Was it possible that she did not realize the seriousness of the dilemma in which she found herself?
Well, if not--he shrugged his shoulders--it was not for him to enlighten her.

As comrades in trouble they would endure their incarceration as bravely as they might.
There was a faint spice of enjoyment in Chris's next remark: "Well, we are all together, that's one thing, and we've got the cake for supper, if we can only find it.

Will you go first, please, so that I can hold on to you.