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because he was happy and he liked her and the night was
so lovely.
‘Good-night then,’ he said, with a little laugh, drawing
her towards him.
She gave him her lips; they were warm and full and soft;
he lingered a little, they were like a flower; then, he knew
not how, without meaning it, he flung his arms round her.
She yielded quite silently. Her body was firm and strong. He
felt her heart beat against his. Then he lost his head. His
senses overwhelmed him like a flood of rushing waters. He
drew her into the darker shadow of the hedge.

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