“You bet I had! I muffed that first one, though, didn't I?”
“A little. It didn't matter.” She answered mechanically.
He fixed his eyes on her again.
“Hungry, Kiddo?”
“No,” she gasped.
“What's the use!” he cried in low, vibrant tones, springing to his feet. “I don't want to eat this stuff—I just want to eat you!”
Mary rose tremblingly and moved instinctively to meet him.
He clasped her form in his arms and crushed with cruel strength.
“Until death do us part!” he whispered passionately.
She answered with a kiss.