Crimson Mountain (Musaicum Romance Classics). Grace Livingston Hill
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Laurel went suddenly white and drew a quick breath, her lips trembling a little, though she was doing her best to hold them still. "It certainly is not!" she flashed. "Why—why—I thought we were friends!" And now her little soft chin was trembling in spite of her best efforts.
Then the hard expression that had come into Pilgrim’s face while he was speaking suddenly softened again, and he looked deep into her eyes as if he were searching her very soul.
"Are you sure?" he asked, and his voice was tense.
"I certainly am sure," she said very definitely. "How could you think I was like that?"
One more instant his eyes raked her face, and then he suddenly put his hand over hers with quick meaningful pressure, and his face bloomed into a brilliant smile.
"All right! Come on, then," he said, and led the way to her car.
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