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" "I will," replied Sheppard, dashing the glass from his hand. As he looked up at the massive tower, the clock tolled forth the hour of midnight. The sunshine was brilliant, the air mild. Wood, leaping from the bed. I've always been more or less music-mad. 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.
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