The love-songs of all the ages were
singing in her blood, the scent of night stock from the garden filled the air, and
the moths that beat upon the closed frames of the window next the lamp set her
mind dreaming of kisses in the dusk. He reached over
and took her hand. I’ll have to make a visit out of town. That last year in Paris,
when Annabel and she had lived in different worlds, had often been a nightmare
to her. He turned his back on that temptation. She savored the
sweetness of his lips, all of his great youth and passion
and longed for his innocence, his complete lack of the
knowledge of terrible things. Wood's reception of the
widow, who, at that moment, was ushered into the room by Winifred, was not
particularly kind and encouraging. He tried not to think—of Ruth with her mother's locket, of her misguided father,
taking his lonely way to sea. "We shall have the whole village upon us while you're striking
the jigger. "Farewell!" cried Jack, breaking from them, and rushing down the street. He uttered a short laugh.
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