"
He and Smith got to their feet, and in silence quit the room. Billie and
Van Emmon were still fumbling with their bracelets. The two young people
rose from the chairs at the same time and started across the room to put
flip bracelets away. The wire which connected them trailed in between
and caught on the doctor's chair. It brought the two of them up short.
Van Emmon stared at the wire. He gave it a little tug. The chair did not
move. Billie gave an answering jerk, with similar lack of results. Then
they glanced swiftly at one another, and each stepped back enough to
permit lifting the wire over the chair.
"In other words," Van Emmon stammered, with an effort to keep his voice
steady--"in other words, Billie, we both had to give in a little, in
order to get past that chair!"
Then he paused slightly, his heart pounding furiously.
"Yes Van." She dropped the bracelets. "And--as for me--Van, I didn't
really want to see the bees win! I only pretended to--I wanted to make
you--think!"
"Billie! I'll say 'cooperate' if you will!"
"Cooperate!"
He swept her into his arms, and held her so close that she could not see
what had rushed to his eyes. "Speaking of cooperation," he remarked
unsteadily, "reminds me--it takes two to make a kiss!"
They proceeded to experiment.
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