[The Firing Line by Robert W. Chambers]@TWC D-Link bookThe Firing Line CHAPTER XII 7/22
Do you know, at times, you seem absurdly young to me." "That's a pleasant thing to say." Their shoulders were in contact; she was laughing without a sound. "At times," she said, "you are almost what young girls call cunning!" "By heavens!" he began indignantly, but she stilled his jerk of resentment with a quick pressure. "Lie still! For goodness' sake don't make the leaves rustle, silly! If there's a flock of turkeys in any of those cypress tops, you may be sure that every separate bird is now looking straight in our direction....
I won't torment you any more; I dare not.
Little Tiger turned around; did you notice? He'd probably like to scalp us both." But the Indian had resumed his motionless study of the darkness, squatted on his haunches as immobile as a dead stump. Hamil whispered: "Such a chance to make love to you! You dare not move. And you deserve it for tormenting me." "If you did such a thing--" "Yes ?" "Such a thing as that--" "Yes ?" "But you wouldn't." "Why, Shiela, I'm doing it every minute of my life!" "Now ?" "Of course.
It goes on always.
I couldn't prevent it any more than I could stop my pulses.
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