The touch of her hands was pleasurable. ” He put his hands in his pockets, his mouth puckered to a whistle, and he went to the door of the outer preparation-room and stood there, looking, save for the faintest intensification of his natural ruddiness, the embodiment of blond serenity. “I wonder what he takes me for?” When presently she got down from the stile a certain note of internal conflict, a touch of doubt, had gone from her warm-tinted face. She exhaled, feeling the tension drain from her shoulders and arms. ’ Taking the chair she had indicated with a careless wave of one stiff-fingered hand, Gerald felt hope burgeoning. ” “There was no need for such heroism,” Annabel said coldly. “Confound your lover! Look here! Do you really think I am going to run you while he makes love to you? No fear! I never heard of anything so cool. . Immediately the "boy" went forth with his paper lantern, repeating a cry as he ran—warning to clear the way.
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