She uncovers her eyes, and glances for a bare instant at Rodney. Then once more the heavily-fringed lids close upon the dark-blue eyes, as if to hide the anguish in them, and in a smothered voice she says, with clenched teeth and a face like marble, "Yes, you may kiss me,—if you will.",
The breeze is so light that hardly a trembling of the leafless branches breaks the deadly silence that reigns all round:,
"Through the window. I was passing, and found it open." There is some note in his voice that might well be termed mocking..
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