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. “Are you going on again this winter with that scientific work of yours? It’s an instance of heredity, I suppose. I’ve got imagination. You desert your home; I throw up useful teaching, risk every hope in your career.
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