He stood irresolute, “But I don’t understand—if you love him—?” Her hand went out in protest: “Tony, don’t ask questions—_please_ . . .” “My dear, I won’t.” He caught her to him suddenly and kissed her cheek, then opened the door and was off. Virginia stood very still, looking up at the Bronze Knight. She wondered if he would have kissed a woman like that—without her wanting it? But the days of chivalry were dead. Tony and his father sat late that night by the fire in the great hall at Derekdale. The dogs lay at th…
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