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[Vanbrocklin <ru...@rs...>]

Uiet in the darkness, trying to get the better of each other by sheer
listening. An hour perhaps passed before he sighed, and, feeling his
lips on hers, she knew that she had won. III There, in the study, the
moonlight had reached her face; an owl was hooting not far away, and
still more memories came--the happiest of all, perhaps--of first days in
this old house together. Summerhay damaged himself out hunting that
first winter. The memory of nursing him was strangely pleasant, now that
it was two years old. For convalescence they had gone to the
Pyrenees--Argeles in March, all almond-blossom and snows against the
blue--a wonderful fortnight. In London on the way back they had their
first awkward encounter. Coming out of a theatre one evening, Gyp heard
a woman's voice, close behind, say: "Why, it's Bryan! What ages!" And
his answer defensively drawled out: "Halo! How are you, Diana?" "Oh,
awfully fit. Where are you, nowadays? Why don't you come and see us?"
Again the drawl: "Down in the country. I will, some time. Good-bye." A
tall woman or girl--red-haired, with one of those wonderful white skins
that go therewith; and brown--yes, brown eyes; Gyp could see those eyes
sweeping her up and down with a sort of burning-live curiosity. Bryan's
hand was thrust under her arm at