It might have been the moon, or the phosphorescence of the broken water, or it might have been his abysmal loneliness; but suddenly he caught her face in his hands and kissed her on the mouth. He gently took the roses from her and laid them on the pillow. For she and this old lady became at once friends. Gerald was conscious of that sliver of irritation again at mention of the name. “Concern me!” she repeated fiercely.
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