With a moment of inward shame he remembered his deportment towards Anna. He gripped the window-sill behind him. 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. She was her mother’s child, fair of face, doted upon and spoiled by her attentions. CHAPTER VIII. In this hour its colossal selfishness never occurred to him. ” “You would marry a divorcée?” she asked.
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