In another way, she was so staringly wide awake as
she had never before been in life. She had thought of this man with
feelings that she had neither named to herself nor analyzed, but the
unadmitted sex call of the strong man to the strong woman had sounded
like a bugle note through her nature. Now while the beginnings of an
indescribable fury stirred within her, she none the less thrilled to
his embrace with a flooding of her heart under which she almost
swooned. While she felt his kisses on her temples, her cheeks and her
lips, she had no power of speech or protest.
To Jack Halloway, it seemed that this non-resistance was unconditional
surrender and through him in a current of fluid fire, ran the fierce
ecstasy of victory.
But after a little Alexander straightened up and the pliant softness of
her body stiffened in his arms. She pushed against his shoulders with
steady hands. They were not struggling hands but firm and definite of
meaning, and Halloway released her. He released her readily as a man
may who can afford to be deferential in his moment of victory.
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