4. 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. " The doctor hesitated, puffing his tobacco hastily. Probably the latter, for the thronging ballroom was insufferably hot. Perhaps an hour passed before she laid aside the book.
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