Vexation at his folly in suffering himself to be thus entrapped kept Wood for a short time silent. " It was curiously like the intermittent murmur of the surf, those weird Sundays, when her father paused for breath to launch additional damnation for those who disobeyed the Word. The glance, which he threw at the door, was singularly expressive of his character: it was a mixture of alarm, effrontery, and resolution. This lady is my wife, and I have a right to be here. 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. Lucy found solace in the lack of sunshine, but the November cold was over the top, even for Illinois.
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