THE REDEMPTION OF ANTHONY
her hand. "And now, what next?" he said.
She rose and walked away from him, breathing heavily. "I'm too tired to-night to talk of—that."
"What a selfish brute I am not to remember that! I'll go."
"Yes, please do."
She came to him and gave him both her hands, and he held them closely a minute, looking at her. Suddenly and for the first time he took her in his arms and kissed her lips; then without a word he went out, and Mrs. Martin hid her face in her hands for joy, and—wept.
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