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As her father turned the key in the lock, Lulu stamped with passion, and clenched her fists until the nails were buried in the flesh. "I'll never do it!" she hissed between her tightly-shut teeth, "no, never! if he keeps me here till I die. I just wish I could die and make him sorry for treating me so!" Then throwing herself on the bed she sobbed herself to sleep.
He had no definite memory of what followed, because of the rush of blood in his veins, the whirl of pleasurable sensation in his brain and the weight of a sweet frightened figure pressed to him. The Ephesian went, leaving an impression of a most vindictive threat in the glittering smile and the motion of his shapely hand clenched at the victorious Maccabee. The girl drew away hastily.
"Sailing by Touraine arriving sixth Christine Latimer." He read and re-read it until the type grew blurred. What did it mean? He asked himself that a thousand times. What did it mean? He sought his room and locked the door, striding up and down with agitation, the cablegram clenched in his hand. He was beside himself, triumphant and yet in a fever of misgiving.
His countenance, always better adapted to a stern, than a soft expression, was perfectly fearful; every line in it seemed dug into a furrow; the brows were bent over his large and flashing eyes with a painful intensity of anger and resolve; his teeth were clenched firmly as if by a vice, and the thin upper lip, which was drawn from them with a bitter curl of scorn, was as white as death.
With that wild abandon which betrayed the desert blood in her veins, she wrenched open the neck of her bodice and slipped a soft shoulder free of the garment. She twisted around, so that the white skin was but inches removed from me. "These are some of the gifts that he lavishes upon me!" I clenched my teeth. Insane thoughts flooded my mind. For that creamy skin was red with the marks of the lash!
And how I " she stopped suddenly, and with clenched fists fixed her gaze upon the portrait of Tiger Elliston, and as she looked the thin features that returned her stare seemed to resolve into the rugged outlines of the face of Bob MacNair. "He's big and strong, and he's not afraid," she murmured, and started nervously at the knock with which Big Lena announced supper.
He clenched his hands and raised them; for an instant she thought he was going to strike her down. "You are utterly contemptible!" he shouted at her. "And I am done with you!" He turned and left her. Gloria stared after him in amazement.
"We don't mind your presence as much as your bad manners," Dick remarked coldly. "Will you kindly take your leave?" "No!" shouted three or four of their tormentors derisively. Dave, his fists still clenched, bounded forward. One chap, in an especially brilliant blazer, reached out to box Darry on the ear. That blow never landed, but the tormentor did -on the earth.
Then the study door closed and she could hear only the voices of Charles Stuart and John Coulson. She peeped down and saw Charles Stuart's face. He was sitting by her father's desk, and he did not look sorry, only angry. His face was ghastly pale and his eyes burned red as he stretched his clenched fist along the top of the desk.
Susie saw his face turn gray again.... A great fear fell upon her heart a cold, still fear that gripped her and left her shivering. "What is it, dad?" she asked quietly, through clenched teeth. "Nothing," answered her father, looking at her vaguely. "It's nothing. It's it's merely a matter of business, Susie." "Come, dad," she said, still quietly, "don't try to deceive me.
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