f she would do it with an unconscious air it would be even better。 It would show him that she was thinking of him； even when she did not know she was thinking of him。
Perhaps he dared lay his head softly against her knee。 Did he dare？
As his head touched her knee； she did not move。 She seemed to be still gazing at the sea。 Presently idly caressing fingers played in his hair near the forehead。 He looked up suddenly lifting his arms。 He breathed out a cry which was laden with a kind of diffident ferocity。 〃 I haven't kissed you yet…〃
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