She caught her breath, and her eyes were lit with a sudden terror. Double-crossing wouldn't do any good. ‘Of course she don’t understand,’ snapped Charvill irascibly. Love is one thing and friendship quite another. They came teeming distressfully through her aching brain: “A man can kick, his skirts don’t tear; A man scores always, everywhere. Moving back to the corner again, she ran a hand back over the leather-bound books—which, she realised, were not books at all. ‘One of your countrymen, perhaps?’ The girl clammed up, the moon of her white face staring up at him in the darkness. His blood would be sweet with it. And me, I wish to know why you have seen him. She just sat and told me that was her arrangement.
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