‘It is nothing. Her complexion had resisted the snow-glare wonderfully; her skin had
only deepened its natural warmth a little under the Alpine sun. Will you forgive me—if I say no
more?”
She looked at him with perplexed, earnest eyes. ” She cried
once they were in the great room. Somebody ought to
talk to him, warn him. ‘Forgive this intrusion, ma’am, I
beg. “And, after all, I am
just one common person!”
She watched the throb of the arteries in the stem of her neck, and put her hand
at last gently and almost timidly to where her heart beat beneath her breast. Occasionally the flames would bend, twist and writhe crazily
as the punka-boy bestirred himself. “It is just six o’clock now. She began to tremble violently. Every time he left a room, she chastised herself
bitterly for her own profound weakness. Farewell. She felt as
if she had struck them unawares. The girl was in the game now, and that narrowed the circle. The fact that it was her trusted
friend making illicit love to her remained, in spite of all her effort, an
insignificant thing in her mind.
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