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 stood up and he sat down at the microscope, and for a time he was busy scrutinizing one section after another. She stood 218 there, broken bottle still in hand. He seemed to stay away from her because she was so cold and formal towards him, addressing him as Mister McCloskey as if she were an Irish maid. " "I'll have no explanations whatever," replied the carpenter, disdainfully, "except before a magistrate. Of course, at home there would have been questions.
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