He had almost forced himself upon her one night after a particularly bloody raid of a thatched cottage. I certainly didn’t mean to kiss you. The call of youth to youth, and we name it love for want of something better: a glamorous, evanescent thing "like snow upon the desert's dusty face, lighting a little hour or two, was gone. No; she'd never go back.
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