“Why do you hate me again, my love?” He seemed to brighten, feeding upon the intensity of her emotion. She had removed her hat and utterly disarranged her already unruly black locks by running agitated fingers through them. His legs were fine and strong, he told her that he had been a warrior in ancient times, to which she snorted in disgust. The mere fact that he was there in the train alongside her, helping her, sitting opposite to her in the dining-car, presently sleeping on a seat within a yard of her, made her heart sing until she was afraid their fellow passengers would hear it. . He propped himself up on one arm, kissing her passionately.
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