His eyes rested for a moment on the angry-looking marks, and then, with an inarticulate cry, he caught her to him, pressing his lips against the bruised flesh, against her eyes, her mouth, crushing her in his arms.
She lay there passively; but her body stiffened a little, and her lips remained quite still and unresponsive beneath his.
"Diana!.

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Beloved!.

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