“It is part of the irony of life,” he said. Never again would he repeat that kiss; but at night when they separated, he would touch her forehead with his lips, and sometimes he would hold her hand in his and pat it. She gave her lips to his without resistance. "Shpeak up, vill you?" cried Abraham, rapping his knuckles against the hatch. “You are in trouble,” he said.
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