So he had resolved to stay
away, and put her out of his mind and in that determination he failed.
Now he had flung away all heed. He had held her in his arms and
consequences could care for themselves!
But when he had left the porch and Alexander had begun to grope her way
out of the vortex of confusion, that small figment of wrath that she
had known she should feel and yet had so far failed to feel, began to
grow until it engulfed and merged into itself every other element of
her reflections.
She had been scornful when Brent questioned her ability or her
permanent wish to repulse suitors, and yet after only two had come, she
no longer knew her own mind. But she told herself with a solemn
indignation, she at least wanted to make her own terms. She had no
intent of being swept off her feet by the masterful whim of a man who
had never pleaded. Yet that was the thing that had just occurred.
Slowly the stunned eyes in the waxen white face became less wonder-wide
and began to smoulder with outraged realization. She rose with the
fixed determination that before the sun set, she would kill Halloway or
compel him to kill her.
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