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She
felt
the
light
-
headed
,
the
easy
,
the
almost
frivolous
sensation
of
triumph
in
the
knowledge
that
she
was
holding
him
as
surely
as
by
a
physical
touch
;
for
the
length
of
a
moment
,
brief
and
dangerous
to
endure
,
it
was
a
more
satisfying
form
of
contact
.
Then
she
felt
a
sudden
,
blinding
shock
,
which
was
half
-
blow
,
half
scream
within
her
,
and
she
groped
,
stunned
,
for
its
cause
—
only
to
realize
that
he
had
leaned
a
little
to
one
side
and
it
had
been
no
more
than
the
sight
of
an
accidental
posture
,
of
the
long
line
running
from
his
shoulder
to
the
angle
of
his
waist
,
to
his
hips
,
down
his
legs
.
She
looked
away
,
not
to
let
him
see
that
she
was
trembling
—
and
she
dropped
all
thoughts
of
triumph
and
of
whose
was
the
power
.
"
I
’
ve
seen
you
many
times
since
,
"
he
said
,
quietly
,
steadily
,
but
a
little
more
slowly
than
usual
,
as
if
he
could
control
everything
except
his
need
to
speak
.
"
Where
have
you
seen
me
?
"
"
Many
places
.
"
"
But
you
made
certain
to
remain
unseen
?
"
She
knew
that
his
was
a
face
she
could
not
have
failed
to
notice
.
"
Yes
.
"
"
Why
?
Were
you
afraid
?
"
"
Yes
.
"
