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Chapter 12
’No,’shesaid.’Ilikedyourbody.’
’Didyou?’hereplied,andhelaughed.’Well,then,we’requits,becauseIlikedyours.’
Helookedatherwithqueerdarkenedeyes.
’Wouldyouliketogoupstairsnow?’heaskedher,inastrangledsortofvoice.
’No,nothere.Notnow!’shesaidheavily,thoughifhehadusedanypoweroverher,shewouldhavegone,forshehadnostrengthagainsthim.
Heturnedhisfaceawayagain,andseemedtoforgether.
’Iwanttotouchyoulikeyoutouchme,’shesaid.’I’veneverreallytouchedyourbody.’
Helookedather,andsmiledagain.
’Now?’hesaid.
’No!No!Nothere!Atthehut.Wouldyoumind?’
’HowdoItouchyou?’heasked.
’Whenyoufeelme.’
Helookedather,andmetherheavy,anxiouseyes.
’AnddoyoulikeitwhenIfeelyou?’heasked,laughingatherstill.
’Yes,doyou?’shesaid.
’Oh,me!’Thenhechangedhistone.’Yes,’hesaid.’Youknowwithoutasking.’Whichwastrue.
Sheroseandpickedupherhat.’Imustgo,’shesaid.
’Willyougo?’herepliedpolitely.
Shewantedhimtotouchher,tosaysomethingtoher,buthesaidnothing,onlywaitedpolitely.
’Thankyouforthetea,’shesaid.
’Ihaven’tthankedyourLadyshipfordoingmethehonoursofmytea-pot,’hesaid.
Shewentdownthepath,andhestoodinthedoorway,faintlygrinning.Flossiecamerunningwithhertaillifted.AndConniehadtoploddumblyacrossintothewood,knowinghewasstandingtherewatchingher,withthatincomprehensiblegrinonhisface.
Shewalkedhomeverymuchdowncastandannoyed.
