" "Comin'! comin'!" returned the constable, shuffling towards him. Wood could stand it no longer. The ladies can't sleep in their beds for him; and as to the men, they daren't go to bed at all. When he was up and about, the idea of flight would return. His first inquiries were concerning the child, and he was delighted to find that it still lived and was doing well. 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. He was not particularly grateful for the present situation.
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