You need not speak; but lay your hand in mine," and he reached his hand towards her.
It was a moment of strong trial.

Again her thoughts fell into confusion.

Again a wild delicious thrill swept like a strain of music through all her being.

She was within the sphere of an irresistible attraction.

Her hand fluttered with a sudden impulse, and then, moving towards the hand of Dexter, was seized and covered with kisses.
"Thanks, dearest!" he murmured.