I thought Diana very provoking, and felt uncomfortably confused; and while I was thus thinking and feeling, St. John bent his head; his Greek face was brought to a level with mine, his eyes questioned my eyes piercingly--he kissed me.
Pensé que Diana era muy imprudente y me sentí desagradablemente turbada. John inclinó la cabeza, hasta poner sus griegas facciones a nivel de las mías.