I cut-in various other material to this; for instance, a shot of a rushing brook in springtime, with dancing sunbeams reflected in the water; of birds splashing in the village pond; and, finally, of a laughing child.

'You won't even have to touch me if you don't want to,' he said witheringly. 'But we are going to sleep together. As in spend the nights side by side.'

Heimo and Edna have been “springing out” at one of their three cabins ever since they were married, twenty years ago.

“Keep it up,” urged Truman. “You’re doing a great job for the country and, incidentally, providing me with red meat for campaign speeches.”