She struggled against it quite uselessly. Valade stood his ground, holding the doorjamb, and facing up to the general. The brilliant sunshine poured through the window, effecting an oblong block of mote-swimming light. Still, thereafter she had avoided Morgan's; partly out of fear and partly because of her father's mandate. Perhaps some one had kissed the brow that was now so cadaverous, rubbed that sunken cheek with loving fingers, held that stringy neck with passionately living hands. At the back of her mind, dim and yet disconcerting, was the perception that she herself did not know what she wanted.
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