Her dainty shoes were soiled with dust and there was a great tear in her skirt. She had nothing to say for herself. His gray eyes were closed, his persimmon-colored lips open and panting. ‘That fellow of yours is a deal better, by the by. He felt his heart beat faster and faster—his self-restraint slipping away.
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