She had never been there before at that hour, in that light, and it seemed to her as if she came to it all for the first time. His cigar burnt out between his fingers, and he threw it impatiently away. 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 classified her as he seated himself. ” “She can barely move! You took her limbs!” “You provided her with new ones, my dear. ” “And no one else—has a key?” “I believe,” she said, “that that man must have one. But it is my fault.
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