The Innocent Adventuress
to marry me," he re
d in Maria Angelina's ears. An agh
y it-it was understood, was
her stricken consciousness. But the cheeks that had
ry you-because I kissed you?" And with that dreadful hostile grim
of their relation? Did he believe she was one to whom men acted li
on in the woods-what had he meant by
ured that he would take care of her. . . . Had he meant nothing by it, nothi
s scandal she would be too conspicuous to make it agreeable to carry out
had he kissed he
ook so that the words dropped almost
you must know that no
hould have to beseech. Where was his ma
say you're trying to make me marry y
e girl struggl
uld do, Signor. Even if
ce brok
on't think you get me. It isn't up to me to do any marrying, if that's honestly what's worrying you. And I'm
d the moon rise with his arm about her, promising her his protection. . . . Wildly she wis
to him but the panic of
to go another way, but no, you were sure, you told me to trust to you. And then you pretended to care for me-do you think I would have tolerated your arm about me for one instant if I had not believed it was fore
ol it or the tears that ran down her face in the
one last insistence, "O
ut this beats the Dutch. I don't know how much of this talk you mean but I'll tell you right now, young lady, nobody c
-you dare
ing to think the worse of you because you got lost with me-and if
It seemed to her that
through the darkness out of which a
dvised brusquely. "Hurry in out of the wet. That thing's
ded creature crawling to shelter Maria Angelina
heerful air. "Wrap yourself up as
hese words came. She turned and s
," she found her voice quickly
resh amazement. "Judas, where do you th
not in he
sudden fire. "You must be mad,
I'm going to stay"-he jerked hi
You are a man. I
ment he quoted, "'Good-night, Miss Middleton, said I, as I buttoned her carefully into her tent and went out to sleep upon
gasp from
same roof with you-it's a damn necessity. I'm not going to hold hands and I'm not going to kiss you. If you've got any dra
, stay
to me. You're absolutely wrong in the head. Be s
sure me that you will not kiss me, Signor. That will not happen again." Mari
is comfort at this last cost of her pride. . . . But no man, she thought tragi
her hands outstretch
lly of matching her strength against his withheld her, but some flam
ry intent and collected she stepp
arer the door, and as he stumbled and fumbled with
e clearing, through a thic
r swiftness and the speed of her desperation. Brambles meant nothing to her, nor the thickets nor br
a call-very faint. It came from the wrong direction. She had turned and doub
her pounding heart and catch her gasping breath, and then she st
e were quick, very quick, she might reach the Lodge before it was too disastrously late. She might meet a s
, they might not take that trouble. They
and concerned that he would be searching. There would be a cha
en Johnny draw her
d she had been in that new American freedom! Mamma had warned her-
ut finding nothing but rough wilderness. She knew no landmarks to
er and blacker. There were occasional gusts of rain. The wind
yes. Thunder followed almost instantly, great cra
plinters must fall upon her. It
, heavy as lead, drenching her to the skin. Her hair had streamed loose and was plastered about her face, her
, what then? What would they think of her, w
f glad fortune, who had thought the world a fairy tale and believed that she had found
And the scandal would travel with her, wh
ted upon her! They had loo
Julietta's hopes would be ruined. . . . No one would want a Santonini. . . . Lucia would be
ppear, hide in some
lier in the evening by her belief in Johnny's devotion were upon her now like a pack of wolves. She wished that she could di
n that one they had followed that afterno
every step must be her last. There was no underbrush to struggle with now, for she ha
ut she was too wet and too
, she made no effort to rise, but lay prostrate, her cheek upon her outflung
ad, she thought
Romance
Romance
Werewolf
Werewolf
Romance
Romance