The firelight showed in silhouette the outlines of her face.

It seemed to me I had never seen one more beautiful.

I remembered the round firmness of her body in my arms, the clasp of her hands about my neck, her hair blown across my cheek, and I reflected that since fortune had elected me to be a rescuer, it was not ill that so fair an object had been there for the rescuing.
Perhaps she felt my gaze, for presently she turned and said to me, in as pleasant a speaking voice as I had ever heard, "Indeed, it might be worse.

I thank you so much.

It was very brave of you." "Listen at that!" grunted Mandy McGovern.