The soft glow in her eyes faded away.
A look of fear leapt into them and her face went suddenly white.

He drew her nearer, until her hands were against his breast.
"Don't look like that," he whispered.

"Nothing can hurt you.

Nothing in the world.

See--I must do this to bring your colour back, or they will guess something is wrong!" He bent and kissed her on the lips.
Adare's voice burst out happily: "Good boy, Philip! Don't be bashful when we're around.