She softened her tone and scrambled for the right words. There must be persons tender and loving in this world. Her eyes were fixed upon the ground, the pink colour coming and going in her cheeks was very delicate and girlish. 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. But such was the violence of his grief,—such the compunction he exhibited, that all but one looked on with an eye of compassion. When any violent outrage was committed,—and such matters were of daily, sometimes hourly, occurrence,—a bell, the rope of which descended into the hall, brought the whole of the turnkeys to their assistance. That was something in his favour.
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