He released her as suddenly, and she stumbled a little, stepped back, breathed quickly through her parted lips, and said in a tone of pleased reproof-- "O Fool-man! And if you had killed me in your strong arms what would you have done ?" "You want to live.

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and to run away from me again," he said gently.
"Tell me--do you ?" She moved towards him with very short steps, her head a little on one side, hands on hips, with a slight balancing of her body: an approach more tantalizing than an escape.

He looked on, eager--charmed.