第11部分(第7/7 頁)

are　of　him　as　a　separate　power。　She　lapsed　into　a

sort　of　sombre　exclusion；　a　curious　munion　with　mysterious

powers；　a　sort　of　mystic；　dark　state　which　drove　him　and　the

child　nearly　mad。　He　walked　about　for　days　stiffened　with

resistance　to　her；　stiff　with　a　will　to　destroy　her　as　she　was。

Then　suddenly；　out　of　nowhere；　there　was　connection　between　them

again。　It　came　on　him　as　he　was　working　in　the　fields。　The

tension；　the　bond；　burst；　and　the　passionate　flood　broke　forward

into　a　tremendous；　magnificent　rush；　so　that　he　felt　he　could

snap　off　the　trees　as　he　passed；　and　create　the　world

afresh。

And　when　he　arrived　home；　there　was　no　sign　between　them。　He

waited　and　waited　till　she　came。　And　as　he　waited；　his　limbs

seemed　strong　and　splendid　to　him；　his　hands　seemed　like

passionate　servants　to　him；　goodly；　he　felt　a　stupendous　power

in　himself；　of　life；　and　of　urgent；　strong　blood。

She　was　sure　to　e　at　last；　and　touch　him。　Then　he　burst

into　flame　for　her；　and　lost　himself。　They　looked　at　each　other；

a　deep　laugh　at　the　bottom　of　their　eyes；　and　he　went　to　take　of

her　again；　wholesale；　mad　to　revel　in　the　inexhaustible　wealth

of　her；　to　bury　himself　in　the　depths　of　her　in　an　inexhaustible

exploration；　she　all　the　while　revelling　in　that　he　revelled　in

her；　tossed　all　her　secrets　aside　and　plunged　to　that　which　was

secret　to　her　as　well；　whilst　she　quivered　with　fear　and　the

last　anguish　of　delight。

What　did　it　matter　who　they　were；　whether　they　knew　each

other　or