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. A little darling? Lord in heaven, he had taken leave of his senses. ‘Left to yourself, my girl, you may not have any affairs. Wood, was much better furnished with eatables than might have been expected, and boasted a loaf, a knuckle of ham, a meat-pie, and a flask of wine. ‘Dare I suppose that to be of her making?’ Gerald flushed. She was too wrapped up in the sheer joy of playing again; it had 201 been intimate, masturbatory. For Ruth was in love, tenderly and beautifully in love; but she did not know how to express it beyond the fetch and carry phase. What would he come as? Presently she roused herself with a guilty start from the task of dressing and re-dressing Mr. Tum, tum, tirray, tum, tum, tum, te-tum—that thing of Mendelssohn’s! If making one human being absolutely happy is any satisfaction to you—” He held out his hands, and she also stood up.
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