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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. ‘Wait! At least tell me where I can find you. Wood was so much exhausted that he was obliged to retire to his own room, where he continued for some hours overpowered by grief. Immediately he was gone, she regretted that she had not followed. He gurgled as if trying to communicate. Jonathan gave utterance to a low whistle. You will go out at once, if you please. He saw rifts in clouds—sunshine. There were all varieties of bird-life known in these latitudes, from the bird of paradise down to the tiny scarlet-beaked love-birds.
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