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Captain Vernon Demerest stood back from the cupboard door he had opened, and
emitted a long, low whistle.
He was still in the kitchen of Gwen Meighen's apartment on Stewardess Row.
Gwen had not yet appeared after her shower and, while waiting, he had made
tea as she suggested. It was while looking for cups and saucers that he had
opened the cupboard door.
In front of him were four tightly packed shelves of bottles. All were
miniature bottles of liquor-the ounce-and-a-half size which airlines served
to passengers in flight. Most of the bottles had small airline labels above
their brand names, and all were unopened. Making a quick calculation,
Demerest estimated there were close to three hundred.
He had seen airline liquor in stewardesses' apartments before, but never
quite so much at one time.
"We have some more stashed away in the bedroom," Gwen said brightly from
behind him. "We've been saving them for a party. I think we've enough,
don't you?"
She had come into the kitchen quietly, and he turned.
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As always since the beginning of their affair, he found the first sight of
her enchanting and refreshing. Unusual for one who never lacked confidence
with women, he had at such moments a heady sense of wonder that he had ever
possessed Gwen at all. She was in a trim uniform skirt and blouse which made
her seem even younger than she was. Her eager, high-cheekboned face was
tilted upward, her rich black hair lustrous under the kitchen lights. Gwen's
deep dark eyes regarded him with smiling, frank approval. "You can kiss me
hard," she said. "I haven't put on makeup yet."
He smiled, her clear melodious English voice delighting him again. As girls
from upper-crust British private schools somehow managed to do, Gwen had
captured all that was best in English intonation and avoided the worst. At
times, Vernon Dernerest encouraged Gwen to talk, merely for the joy of
hearing her speak.
Not talking now, they held each other tightly, her lips responding eagerly
to his.
After a minute or so, Gwen pushed herself away. "No!" she insisted firmly.
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