In doing so, he bent his head--she thought he had dropped something.

Then through the thin linen of the covering, and her light summer garments, she felt the pressure of his burning lips as though they were touching her flesh.
She bent forward.

Their eyes met in a wild look, just for a second.

The horses plunged under Ninnis' hands on the reins.

McKeith sprang back.
'Wo-oh! Gee on then!' Ninnis called out.