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" "Death and the devil! what a cursed interruption!" cried Jack, impatiently. But also this must not go on. Gerald was conscious of that sliver of irritation again at mention of the name. 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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