“Now I’ll have what I want from you, wife. Jack's complexion was that of a gipsy; Darrell's as fresh and bright as a rose. Drummond smoked his cigarette meditatively. 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. " Sir Rowland looked bewildered with surprise. “I suppose my levity is incorrigible.
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