The Craze of Christina — page 226: what you’re looking at

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222 The Craze of Christina. He responded to the words with a fervor to which he had never yielded before, holding her beautiful form close to his breast and raining down passionate kisses upon her upturned face. She was half frightened by the tumult she had — called into life, for she could feel the ‘strong beating of his heart against her own, and she shrank ‘away and wrenched herself out of his arms with a little natural womanly timidity. He let her go the moment he felt her struggle in his embrace, and for some moments they stood in silence. Clifford’s whole being throbbed with the delirious excitement she had aroused in him. **Ah,’’ he said at last, and his voice was hoarse and rough with emotion, ‘‘ah, you are a witch, and you can do what you like with me! I be- lieve I might be capable of any folly, any mad- ness, any wickedness even—for your sake.”’ Chris said to herself that she was sure of him now! But like the wise woman she was she forbore to press her advantage. She knew very well that the moonlight was responsible for a large portion of his ardor. Comichooksico