But one thing troubled him, and because of it he might never arrive on the beach. 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. "Vell, vell," growled Sharples, after he had listened to the other's remonstrances, "it shall be done. But here’s what is different this time. ’ His finger came out and Melusine felt it stroke her cheek. There was nothing in his manner to suggest the misery of the preceding night. ‘I’m on your side. The Well Hole.
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