’ ‘So would you run away,’ she uttered impulsively. "Something worse, I fear," Wood replied. A smile flickered upon her lips as she glanced towards Brendon, who was very serious indeed. If, around noon, a coconut proa landed, the boys made no effort to unload. He had a quick, shrewd, merry eye, and a look in which duplicity was agreeably veiled by good humour. She drew a chair to the window and stared at the splendour of the tropical night. He devoured her with his eyes too, his shyness not able to disguise his furtive glances at the curvy outline of her breast against the imitation silk, his memory still exquisitely tortured by her movements in the miniskirt. She paced restlessly to the door and back again, biting her tongue on the hot words begging to be uttered. ” “I like the mystical way,” she said. . If she could have held it in, perhaps the Virgin Mary would have sent her a miracle as reward for her strength. The next moment he was by her side. ’ ‘Willingly?’ ‘Parbleu, what a person you think me.
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