" "Iss, Massa Ireton," replied the black. “Hey you,” he said affectionately. Her hand came up and she laced her fingers with his. 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. Then her fingers moved. “He’d better treat you right this time or I’ll pulverize him, you hear?” Lucy gave in to the hug.
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