She longed to allow him to kiss her again, to touch her again. She held it by the neck and broke the end of the bottle on the hard dirt. “I do hope I have been able to make you understand how I feel, that you don’t consider me a hopeless prig. ” Courtlaw turned abruptly to Brendon. A curious silence ensued. It was not only Leonardo who had instilled in her this distrust of men. But beyond "amicable agreement in which mutual concessions are made," the word "compromise" was as blank as the Canton wall at night. Was that it? Had she clothed this unhappy young man with glamour? Or was it because he was so alone? She could not get through the husks to the kernel of what really actuated her. " "Stand out of earshot," rejoined his leader.
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