He kissed her once inside the car. "Adieu, my worthy uncle. ” He rowed a stroke and watched the swirl of water from his oar broaden and die away. ” She was in the bedroom by eleven. First, look at this glove. What is it?" "Is there anything I can do?" The idiocy of the question filled him with the craving of laughter. Each became frightfully aware of the other as a plastic energetic body, of the strong muscles of neck against cheek, of hands gripping shoulder-blade and waist. What more is there to be said? She defies me!” It was extraordinary. He has been bottling it up all the way from West Kensington. And this was an adventure of which he had dreamed from boyhood: aboard a windjammer on the South Seas. CHAPTER XIII.
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