“More coffee, hon?” She held her hand over the cup. “I—I am sorry—I didn’t explain. Only her face was clear, frail and delicate, almost flower-like, with the sad haunting eyes ever watching his. 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. “May I enquire,” he asked smoothly, “in what way my appearance contributes to your amusement? If there is a joke I should like to share it.
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