Lord Barry's Dream House — Emily Johnson

Lord Edmund Barry might be young in years and boldly handsome and a picture of up-to-date elegance as well. But he had no sympathy with Juliana's modern notions of what a mansion should be."There is nothing wrong with the past," he declared. "I admire the past very much.' "Well, then we will build you a nice Doric temple on that rise over there. It will be lovely," Juliana assured him. "You are humoring me aren't you," he said, the tone of his voice causing Juliana to take a step back from him. She swallowed carefully, then shook her head. "No, that is not it in the least. I want to please you." His expression changed, and she did not know what to make of it. Until she found herself swept into his arms and kissed with a thoroughness that put previous attempts in the pale. When he released her he growled again, but more softly, "You do please me . . . "