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Katrine

Chapter 8 FRANK YIELDS TO TEMPTATION

Word Count: 1131    |    Released on: 06/12/2017

ce. Dermott was away on some business in New York; the daily letter from Dr. Johnston concerning her father's conditi

every hour or two through the night with something-some

ble night she stretched her arms along the coverlet, sobbing out to the everlasting

of life with her drunken father came back to her. "Why are some given everything," she d

have been, that may not be; of passion and unfulfilled desires, and through the pines the song entered her heart like a response. She listened, not as a girl listening to a bird, but

will always be that solace. Give me, oh God," she praye

ts at Ravenel had gone; heard as well that "old Miss and Marse Frank were goin' shortl

pend the evening together. In a thin white gown, low in the neck, with a kerchief of filmy lace knotted in front, sleeves that fell away at

ening dress, and stood hatless by th

"little Katrine, I h

ability to express more than he felt was always his, but

toward him nor offering to shake han

st," he said; adding,

ave a good tim

id n

d, baffling him by th

distinctness. One was the time we had an all-day picnic at Bears' Den. Porter

ne la

ch nobody had the least gift or training. It was the ev

. "But I shouldn't have come i

irable being, as she sat with roses in her hand a

ence which spoke more than language could have done, for

oughs beginning high from the ground, the turf beneath them covered with brown pine-needles. There was a bench here, upon which they had often sat together. In th

ound her gently, not drawing her toward him, only letting it lie around her waist, as though they had a right to be there, heart to heart, in the stilln

nstinct she turned from him twice before their lips met in a long kiss of passion and content. They kis

d, in a whisper, her

could care for anything

ora's shrill voice reca

ed, as she bade him good-n

im white hands behind his th

d, his lips kissing hers in

you will

ar Harbor; but I shall come back. And we'll have the whole long summer tog

ion, she added: "God keep you always just as you are, beloved." And as he had done many times

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