"
Dave laughed softly, confidently. "It's too new yet for you to
understand, but wait. It is frenzy, witchery--yes, and more. To-
morrow, and every day after, it will grow and grow and grow! Trust
me, I've watched it in myself."
"So you cared for me from the very first?" Alaire questioned. It
was the woman's curiosity, the woman's hunger to hear over and
over again that truth which never fails to thrill and yet never
fully satisfies.
"Oh, even before that, I think! When you came to my fire that
evening in the chaparral I knew every line of your face, every
movement of your body, every tone of your voice, as a man knows
and recognizes his ideal. But it took time for me to realize all
you meant to me."
Alaire nodded. "Yes, and it must have been the same with me." She
met his eyes frankly, but when he reached toward her she held him
away. "No, dear. Not yet, not again, not until we have the right.
It would be better for us both if you went away now."
"No, no! Oh, I have so much to say! I've been dumb all my life,
and you've just opened my lips."
"Please! After I've decided what to do--once I feel that I can
control myself better--I'll send for you.
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