I was sixteen.

You tried to kiss me and were angry because I wouldn't let you." "Well, wasn't I rude!" he exclaimed, facetiously.

Then he grew serious.

"Mel, do you remember it was Helen's lying that came between you and me--as boy and girl friends ?" "I never knew.

Helen Wrapp! What was it ?" "It's not worth recalling and would hurt you--now," he replied.