While his head, slightly thrown back, was above the sill she bent down swiftly and kissed him full on the lips.
"Many a man would give a handful of guineas for a kiss from Sally Salisbury.

You shall have one for nothing.

It mayn't bring you luck, but what of that ?" He let go his hold, alighted safely on his feet and ran along the ditch, every nerve quivering in a tumult of emotion, and with Sally Salisbury's strident, reckless laugh ringing in his ears.
Sally leaned her elbows on the sill and craning her head watched the receding figure of the young man.

Then she straightened her body and walked leisurely from the room into one at the front of the house on the first floor.

The hammering at the entrance door had never ceased.