And she buried herself beneath the straw, which she tossed above her head with the wildest gestures. ‘Why did you kiss me?’ ‘I don’t know,’ Gerald admitted. Martin came to the door, looking radiant and relieved. The fellow Kimble, to whom Gerald was indebted, was gaping. I worshipped her and subdued myself. The fee is owed to the owner of the Project Gutenberg-tm trademark, but he has agreed to donate royalties under this paragraph to the Project Gutenberg Literary Archive Foundation. ‘What do you want with me? Why did you catch me?’ ‘You intrigue me,’ he told her frankly. Perhaps there were experiences she would never confide to any man. I want to be myself. But I'd a mind to try whether you really loved him as much as you pretended. Was it ruined?’ ‘But yes, it was entirely ruined.
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