168 < 20 > HISTORY OF AN ABDUCTION She had not seen him for hundreds of years. ‘You do not believe me?’ ‘I do not. The red glare fell upon the slimy brick-work, and tinged the inky waters below. 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. I shall start at the bottom.
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