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"But the Christian name?"
"Christian name? MY Christian name. Well--Chris." He snapped his lamp
and stood up. "If you will hold my machine, I will light yours," he
said.
She came round obediently and took his machine, and for a moment they
stood face to face. "My name, brother Chris," she said, "is Jessie."
He looked into her eyes, and his excitement seemed arrested. "JESSIE,"
he repeated slowly. The mute emotion of his face affected her strangely.
She had to speak. "It's not such a very wonderful name, is it?" she
said, with a laugh to break the intensity.
He opened his mouth and shut it again, and, with a sudden wincing of his
features, abruptly turned and bent down to open the lantern in front of
her machine. She looked down at him, almost kneeling in front of
her, with an unreasonable approbation in her eyes. It was, as I have
indicated, the hour and season of the full moon.
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