Suddenly he covered her mouth with his and then kissed her cheeks.

"You care for me, don't you?
What did you mean by saying you might come, if you didn't ?" He held her quite firm, while Aileen struggled.

It was a new sensation this--that of the other man, and this was Polk Lynde, the first individual outside of Cowperwood to whom she had ever felt drawn.

But now, here, in her own room--and it was within the range of possibilities that Cowperwood might return or the servants enter.
"Oh, but think what you are doing," she protested, not really disturbed as yet as to the outcome of the contest with him, and feeling as though he were merely trying to make her be sweet to him without intending anything more at present--"here in my own room! Really, you're not the man I thought you were at all, if you don't instantly let me go.

Mr.
Lynde! Mr.Lynde!" (He had bent over and was kissing her).