她的手依然握在他的手里，当马车蹒跚通过渡口的道板时，他弯下身，脱下她那只棕色的紧手套，像吻一件圣物似的亲吻了她的手掌。

Her hand remained in his, andas the carriage lurched across the gang-plank onto theferry he bent over, unbuttoned her tight brown glove, and kissed her palm as if he had kissed a relic.

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玛格丽特又眨了眨眼睛，迈克给她举起写字板。“你难道不打算吻我一下吗？”她写道。

Margaret blinked again, and Mike held the clipboard for her. "Aren't you going to give me a kiss?" she wrote.

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