. Her complexion was wan and faded, except where it was tinged by a slight hectic flush, that made the want of colour more palpable; her eyes were large and black, but heavy and lustreless; her cheeks sunken; her frame emaciated; her dark hair thickly scattered with gray. "There's only one way out of the muddle, that I can see. 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. You are all that I am or hope to be—the celestial atom God put into me at the beginning. She had prepared herself to meet violent protest, a recurrence of that burning glance. Mother and Son.
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