The love-songs of all the ages were singing in her blood, the scent of night stock from the garden filled the air, and the moths that beat upon the closed frames of the window next the lamp set her mind dreaming of kisses in the dusk. But about the unknown Englishman she was not so satisfied. Flesh and blood, vivid, alluring; she was no longer the symbol, therefore she had become, as in the twinkling of an eye, an utter stranger. If I had been quite quiet and white and dignified, wouldn’t it have been different? Would he have dared?. ” She seated herself in a loose and easy attitude and surveyed the backs of the Avenue houses; then her eyes wandered to where the new red-and-white villas peeped among the trees. All the influences about her worked with her own predisposition and against all the traditions of her home and upbringing to deal with the facts of life in an unabashed manner. She brought her face to his chest, turning her head sideways so he would not notice her elongated canines. He was staring at her, openly gaping. “You needn’t be anxious about that! I shall contrive to live. “Hill has asked for you, and they will take his depositions to-night. If they hadn't sent for me, you'd have pegged out before morning. Who was he to tread on her dreams? She had heroworshipped an unscrupulous adventurer, who had not hesitated to impose on her youth and her ignorance. “You may not leave. I waited for them to get right out of the grounds.
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