Once she slipped a little, and for, a single supreme moment he held her whole weight in his arms.

Before, they had been talking and laughing gaily, but that made a sudden silence.

He dared not look at her for some moments, and when he did there was a slight flush tingeing her usually colourless cheek.
His pulses were already bounding wildly, and, at this betrayal that she had shared his consciousness at that moment, his agitation was tenfold increased.

It was the first time she had ever shown a sign of confusion in his presence.

The sensation of mastery, of power over her, which it gave, was so utterly new that it put a sort of madness in his blood.
Without a word they came to the spring and pretended to drink.