The princess wriggled close to the Terror, snuggled against him, and put an arm round his neck.
"It was splendid!" she cried, and kissed him.
Unaware of the watching eyes, he submitted to the embrace with a very good grace.
"Well, I never!" said Miss Lambart.
"These delicate children," said Sir Maurice.

"But it's certainly a delightful place for lovers.

I'm so glad we've found it." He was looking earnestly at Miss Lambart; and she felt that she was flushing.
"Come along!" she said quickly.
They came out of their clump, about fifteen yards from their quarry.
The quick-eyed Terror saw them first.

He did not stir; but a curious, short, sharp cry came from his throat.

It seemed to loose a spring in the princess.