He did not like it. ’ ‘You know, Gerald,’ Lucilla put in thoughtfully, forestalling a withering rejoinder from the captain, ‘there may be something in that. I worshipped women long before I found any woman I might ever hope to worship. Then as she lay very still, with her hands clinched and her black hair tumbled about her face, he came still closer and softly kissed the nape of her neck. So that it seemed to her the whole world had changed —the very light of it had changed. She was herself conscious of a recklessness of spirits almost hysterical. There isn’t. It feels like too much gold-dust clutched in one’s hand.
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