“Perhaps I don’t,” she said shortly, and so baffling was her tone that he was not prepared to continue the subject, until they reached the long, dark road in which she lived.
“The proper way to make love,” he said, more than a little appalled at his own boldness, “is to put one hand on the waist——”
Suddenly she was in his arms, her cool face against his.
“There isn’t any way,” she murmured. “One just does!”
THE END
JOHN LONG, LTD., Publishers, LONDON, ENGLAND, 1926
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