It isn't a Bunny Hug or Tango, or anything distracting for lookers-on.
For the moment she had forgotten Nelly's offences, and only remembered that she had been Bunny's friend.
He had sent home a beautiful mug of beaten silver for Bunny.
Presently the luncheon-hour was over and Bunny had been carried off for his afternoon's outing.
She was not going to see Bunny and his mother ...