She was flushed, and her eyes were bright and angry; her breath came sobbing, and her hair was all abroad in wandering strands of black. But with the skill of a fencer he met the blow and broke it, seizing the wrist. "He has quite the air of one. ‘Cousin? But I am a fool. A fire enveloped her, a fire which was strangely healing, filling her heart with warmth, blotting out the menace of the world. This morning I met him at the dock, and he wouldn't take the other fifty. The blouse dried nicely, it would only need a touch of starch and a little ironing. She seemed smitten with a paroxysm of fear. We just hit against each other, and here we are flying off at a tangent, a little surprised at what we are doing, all our principles abandoned, and tremendously and quite unreasonably proud of ourselves.
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