After tea he and Pollyooly went out into the gardens together.
When they were out of hearing he said: "This is tophole, having you here, old girl!" Then as they passed out of sight in a shrubbery, he put his arm, somewhat clumsily for one in most things uncommonly deft, round her neck and kissed her.

Pollyooly returned the kiss in a matter-of-fact, almost careless fashion.

She was not addicted to kissing, though she kissed the Lump often enough and with fervour; but this kiss was part of the business of being engaged to be married.

Since Ronald heaved a sigh of relief at having performed the required feat, it is to be presumed that his feelings in the matter were very like her own.

Then they went on briskly through the gardens and into the wood, the best companions in the world.
With Ronald at the court the days grew pleasanter than ever.