He pushed her back forcefully into her seat with his lips, his body automatically responding to her kiss. “I don’t know whether I shall go on,” said Gwen, a novel note of languorous professionalism creeping into her voice. ‘Forgive my not rising to greet you,’ she said, holding out a claw-like hand. “There is something to be said for the lady-like theory after all,” she admitted. Her faculties seemed for a moment numbed. Her voice was soft and singularly musical; but from time to time she uttered old-fashioned words which forced him to grope mentally. It had certainly caused some havoc in the uninhabited mansion, chewing through Holland covers to get at the furniture beneath, and knocking down a fire guard and a couple of wooden stands. His hand shook so violently that he dropped the handkerchief; and he let it lie on the floor because he dared not stoop. The lamp was not yet lit, and in the dim light he bent forward as though trying to look into her averted face. ‘Parbleu, how you make me talk!’ ‘Your secret is safe with me, I promise you,’ Gerald said reassuringly.
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