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Henceforth, I utterly throw off the yoke you have laid upon me. ’ He had abandoned the “sir”, Gerald noted, realising that the footman’s respect for him had dropped sharply. He went over his interview with her again, their conversation at dinner-time. Suddenly she thrust her head out of the window. They went to the gate and stopped there, gabbed with their men, and didn’t even dismount. 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.
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