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The Firing Line

CHAPTER XII
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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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