John said nothing. His pulses beat fast as he walked, his feet fell lightly upon the pavement. 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. God bless you, Auntie! I'll go into the mills and make pulp with my bare hands, if you want me to. A pane of glass was shivered by each stone.
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