"No! I can't! I can't!" Yet she made a movement towards him as if drawn irresistibly.
And at that movement, wholly involuntary as it was, something in Merryon's brain seemed to burst.

He saw all things a burning, intolerable red.

With a strangled oath he caught her back, held her violently--a prisoner in his arms.
"By God, no!" he said.

"I'll kill you first!" She turned in his embrace.

She lifted her lips and passionately kissed him.