Американская трагедия

Chapter 17

           Oh,Roberta,"suddenlyhecaughtherfacebetweenhistwohandsandkissedher,beforereallyshecouldevadehim.Thenhavingdonethisheheldherwhilesheresistedhim,althoughitwasalmostimpossibleforhertodoso.Insteadshefeltasthoughshewantedtoputherarmsaroundhimorhavehimholdhertight,andthismoodinregardtohimandherselfpuzzledandtroubledher.Itwasawful.Whatwouldpeoplethink—say—iftheyknew?Shewasabadgirl,really,andyetshewantedtobethisway—nearhim—nowasneverbefore.

           "Oh,youmustn’t,Mr.Griffiths,"shepleaded."Youreallymustn’t,youknow.Please.Someonemightseeus.IthinkIhearsomeonecoming.Please,now."Shelookedaboutquitefrightened,apparently,whileClydelaughedecstatically.Lifehadpresentedhimadelicioussweetatlast."YouknowIneverdidanythinglikethisbefore,"shewenton."Honest,Ididn’t.Please.It’sonlybecauseyousaid—"

           Clydewaspressingherclose,notsayinganythinginreply—hispalefaceanddarkhungryeyesheldveryclosetohers.Hekissedheragainandagaindespiteherprotests,herlittlemouthandchinandcheeksseemingtoobeautiful—tooirresistible—thenmurmuredpleadingly,forhewastooovercometospeakvigorously.

           "Oh,Roberta,dearest,please,please,saythatyouloveme.Pleasedo!Iknowthatyoudo,Roberta.Icantell.Please,tellmenow.I’mcrazyaboutyou.Wehavesolittletime

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