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120 "He came to make love to me," she finally admitted, not meeting Gerry's eyes. "And I had Gunboat Dorgan there to give him what he deserved."

Gerry wagged his head. He did so with what impressed Teddie as quite unnecessary solemnity.

"Now, about this man Dorgan: He knew exactly why he was doing what he did?"

"Of course!"

"And he expected to be duly paid for this—er—service he rendered you?" asked Gerry, seeming to persist in his determination that things should not be made too easy for her.

"No, he declined to have the matter of money come into it at all," Teddie rather falteringly acknowledged.

"Then what was the understanding?"

"There was no understanding."

"Then what did he do, when the thing was over?"

A silence fell between them.

"He kissed me," slowly acknowledged