[The Danger Mark by Robert W. Chambers]@TWC D-Link bookThe Danger Mark CHAPTER III 9/55
His pale, beautifully sculptured face had become so fearfully serious that she coloured up quickly. "Oh, you _wouldn't_ do such a thing--now! to embarrass me." "Yes, I would--I'd do anything desperate." But she had already caught the flash of mischief, and realising that he had been taking more or less for granted in tormenting her, looked down at her plate and presently tasted what was on it. "I know you are not offended," he murmured.
"Are you ?" She knew she was not, too; but she merely shrugged.
"Then why do you ask me, Mr.Dysart ?" "Because you have such pretty shoulders," he replied seriously. "What an idiotic reply to make!" "Why? Don't you think you have ?" "What ?" "Pretty shoulders." "I don't think anything about my shoulders!" "You would if there was anything the matter with them," he insisted. Once or twice he turned his handsome dark gaze on her while she was dissecting her terrapin. "They tip up a little--at the corners, don't they ?" he inquired anxiously.
"Does it hurt ?" "Tip up? What tips up ?" she demanded. "Your eyes." She swung around toward him, confused and exasperated; but no seriousness was proof against the delighted malice in Dysart's face; and she laughed a little, and laughed again when he did.
And she thought that he was, perhaps, the handsomest man she had ever seen.
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