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CHAPTER ONE

he had been starved for so long. But he would make Phillida's cold, pale perfection glow with a new loveliness. Beneath his hands and in his arms she would come alive. Her lips would be warm and her eyes heavy with passion.
He would teach her to love him, to thrill to him, to desire him. Phillida! Phillida! He felt crazed with the need of her.
Sir Harry's voice interrupted his thoughts.
" There is time before supper for you to come and inspect my horses," Sir Harry said. "I have a mare which I consider the finest mount in the whole of Hertfordshire. Would you like to see her?"
" I would indeed, Sir."
Sir Harry led the way from the house into the sunshine outside. As they walked through the gardens towards the stables, Rodney was aware that someone was watching him from the bushes. He turned his head quickly and saw a small face which was hastily withdrawn, and he thought in that fleeting second he recognized the red-haired girl he had kissed in the drive.
Ile considered asking Sir Harry who she was, and then decided against it. There might be some rule against the children on the estate playing in the pleasure grounds, in which case he would get the girl into trouble.
For the moment he could again feel her lips soft beneath his, and the springing youth of her slim immaturity. It had been like holding a fluttering bird within his arms. She had been still for an instant and then she had fought herself free and fled.
Strange that the memory of her kiss should linger on his lips. He had kissed so many women; but this had been different -the lips of a maid, unawakened, as yet, to love. He could swear that this was the first kiss she had ever known. There had been a freshness about it that he had never known before.
He had a sudden urge to see the child again, to find out if he were mistaken and she was just a merry wanton.
No-he was sure of one thing-she was pure, and still a virgin. He could feel the quiver of her mouth, hear the quick intake of her breath, smell the fragrance of lilac-the perfume of spring.
Sir Harry was talking about his horses, his voice booming

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