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304 "Forgive me," he said gently. "I couldn't help it, Beatrice. I … I'd do it again if you looked like that at me."

Her lips were quivering, her whole body trembled. Speechless she stood looking at him with wide eyes. Then, not trusting her voice, she turned back toward the house.

She was glad when she saw Joe Embry standing in the doorway.

"Mr. Embry," she called quickly. "Will you come here please?"

Steele, standing where he was, his pulses hammering, watched her and Joe Embry pass down the long veranda together.