"
"You have been treating me very badly, you know, Miss Cardew."
"I have been frightfully busy."
"That's not true, and you know it. You've been forbidden to see
me, haven't you?"
"I have been forbidden to go back to Cardew Way."
"They don't know about me, then?"
"There isn't very much to know, is there?"
"I wish you wouldn't fence with me," he said impatiently. "I told
you once I was frank. I want you to answer one question. If this
thing rested with you, would you see me again?"
"I think I would, Mr. Akers," she said honestly.
Had she ever known a man like the one beside her, she would not
have given him that opportunity. He glanced sharply around, and
then suddenly stopped the car and turned toward her.
"I'm crazy about you, and you know it," he said. And roughly,
violently, he caught her to him and kissed her again and again. Her
arms were pinned to her sides, and she was helpless. After a brief
struggle to free herself she merely shut her eyes and waited for
him to stop.
"I'm mad about you," he whispered.
Then he freed her. Lily wanted to feel angry, but she felt only
humiliated and rather soiled. There were men like that, then, men
who gave way to violent impulses, who lost control of themselves
and had to apologize afterwards.
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