I never intended it to be anything but a short story, for I had never completed even the shortest of stories unless forced to in grammar school. “I do not know you,” she said coldly. Then as she lay very still, with her hands clinched and her black hair tumbled about her face, he came still closer and softly kissed the nape of her neck. ’ ‘Damnation!’ ‘What the devil ails you?’ demanded his friend, striding forward.
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