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Buck, Charles Neville, 1879-1930

"A Pagan of the Hills"

Her long
hair hung in heavy braids that gave an almost childlike girlishness to
her appearance. Alexander, he thought, was wholly delectable.
But as he stared at Alexander she flung him look for look and commanded:
"Now, tek off your hat."
He tossed the thing away from him, and hesitated for a moment gazing at
her while his eyes kindled, then with an inarticulate sound in his
throat and no other word, he sprang forward and caught her to him, in
arms that would not be denied.
Alexander made no struggle. It would have been futile to match even
her fine strength against the herculean power of those arms--and
suddenly the girl felt faint.
For that unwarned and tumultuous conduct on the part of the man she had
been totally unprepared and it was as though the wave of amazement
which swept over her had left her gasping; bereft of both nerve-force
and breath. But other waves were sweeping her too, so that she of the
ready and invincible spirit for the moment rested inert in Halloway's
arms as her brain reeled. In one way she was dazed into
semiconsciousness.


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