“It is love, Fiona, love for the first time in my life.”
Fiona sat with shining eyes, her hands clenched tightly. He loved her – he loved her that was all she could think of.
Her brain was reeling and then, before the wonder of it all could penetrate her senses, he was beside her, putting his arms around her, his face on a level with hers.
“Why did I not go away, Fiona? Tell me that. I realised the danger as soon as I saw you, as soon as we danced together and I saw your darling little face within reach of mine.
“You will never know, Fiona, how much I have wanted to kiss you the very first time we danced together. I knew it was madness. I knew the only chance was for me to go abroad, but I did not, darling, because I am weak and a fool and now we both are in this terrible mess.”
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