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"
Yes
,
I
think
I
'd
better
too
,
"
she
agreed
,
lids
lowered
,
a
delicate
flush
in
her
cheeks
.
"
Let
's
tell
them
tomorrow
morning
.
"
"
Why
not
?
The
sooner
the
better
.
"
"
Next
Saturday
I
'll
drive
you
into
Gilly
.
We
'll
see
Father
Thomas
--
I
suppose
you
'd
like
a
church
wedding
--
arrange
for
the
banns
,
and
buy
an
engagement
ring
.
"
"
Thank
you
,
Luke
.
"
Well
,
that
was
that
.
She
had
committed
herself
,
there
could
be
no
turning
back
.
In
a
few
weeks
or
however
long
it
took
to
call
banns
,
she
would
marry
Luke
O'Neill
.
She
would
be
...
Mrs.
Luke
O'Neill
!
How
strange
!
Why
did
she
say
yes
?
Because
he
told
me
I
must
,
he
said
I
was
to
do
it
.
But
why
?
To
remove
him
from
danger
?
To
protect
himself
,
or
me
?
Ralph
de
Bricassart
,
sometimes
I
think
I
hate
you
...
The
incident
in
the
car
had
been
startling
and
disturbing
.
Not
a
bit
like
that
first
time
.
So
many
beautiful
,
terrifying
sensations
.
Oh
,
the
touch
of
his
hands
!
That
electrifying
tugging
at
her
breast
sending
vast
widening
rings
clear
through
her
!
And
he
did
it
right
at
the
moment
her
conscience
had
reared
its
head
,
told
the
mindless
thing
she
seemed
to
have
become
that
he
was
taking
off
her
clothes
,
that
she
must
scream
,
slap
him
,
run
away
.
No
longer
lulled
and
half
senseless
from
champagne
,
from
warmth
,
from
the
discovery
that
it
was
delicious
to
be
kissed
when
it
was
done
right
,
his
first
great
gulping
taking-in
of
her
breast
had
transfixed
her
,
stilled
common
sense
,
conscience
and
all
thought
of
flight
.
Her
shoulders
came
up
off
his
chest
,
her
hips
seemed
to
subside
against
him
,
her
thighs
and
that
unnamed
region
at
their
top
rammed
by
his
squeezing
hands
against
a
ridge
of
his
body
hard
as
a
rock
,
and
she
had
just
wanted
to
stay
like
that
for
the
rest
of
her
days
,
shaken
to
her
soul
and
yawning
empty
,
wanting
...
Wanting
what
?
She
did
n't
know
.
In
the
moment
at
which
he
had
put
her
away
from
him
she
had
n't
wanted
to
go
,
could
even
have
flown
at
him
like
a
savage
.
But
it
had
set
the
seal
on
her
hardening
resolve
to
marry
Luke
O'Neill
.
Not
to
mention
that
she
was
convinced
he
had
done
to
her
the
thing
which
made
babies
start
.
*
*
*
No
one
was
very
surprised
at
the
news
,
and
no
one
dreamed
of
objecting
.
The
only
thing
which
did
startle
them
was
Meggie
's
adamant
refusal
to
write
and
tell
Bishop
Ralph
,
her
almost
hysterical
rejection
of
Bob
's
idea
that
they
invite
Bishop
Ralph
to
Drogheda
and
have
a
big
house
wedding
.
No
,
no
,
no
!
She
had
screamed
it
at
them
;
Meggie
who
never
raised
her
voice
.
Apparently
she
was
miffed
that
he
had
never
come
back
to
see
them
,
maintaining
that
her
marriage
was
her
own
business
,
that
if
he
did
n't
have
the
common
decency
to
come
to
Drogheda
for
no
reason
,
she
was
not
going
to
furnish
him
with
an
obligation
he
could
not
refuse
.
