第36部分(第2/7 頁)

　they　were　very

gentle；　and　delicately　happy。　The　insistent；　passionate；　dark

soul；　the　powerful　unsatisfaction　in　him　seemed　stilled　and

tamed；　the　lion　lay　down　with　the　lamb　in　him。

She　loved　him　very　much　indeed；　and　he　waited　near　her。　She

was　a　precious；　remote　thing　to　him　at　this　time；　as　she　waited

for　her　child。　Her　soul　was　glad　with　an　ecstasy　because　of　the

ing　infant。　She　wanted　a　boy：　oh；　very　much　she　wanted　a

boy。

But　she　seemed　so　young　and　so　frail。　She　was　indeed　only　a

girl。　As　she　stood　by　the　fire　washing　herself……she　was

proud　to　wash　herself　at　this　time……and　he　looked　at　her；

his　heart　was　full　of　extreme　tenderness　for　her。　Such　fine；

fine　limbs；　her　slim；　round　arms　like　chasing　lights；　and　her

legs　so　simple　and　childish；　yet　so　very　proud。　Oh；　she　stood　on

proud　legs；　with　a　lovely　reckless　balance　of　her　full　belly；

and　the　adorable　little　roundnesses；　and　the　breasts　being

important。　Above　it　all；　her　face　was　like　a　rosy　cloud

shining。

How　proud　she　was；　what　a　lovely　proud　thing　her　young　body！

And　she　loved　him　to　put　his　hand　on　her　ripe　fullness；　so　that

he　should　thrill　also　with　the　stir　and　the　quickening　there。　He

was　afraid　and　silent；　but　she　flung　her　arms　round　his　neck

with　proud；　impudent　joy。

The　pains　came　on；　and　Oh……how　she　cried！　She　would　have

him　stay　with　her。　And　after　her　long　cries　she　would　look　at

him；　with　tears　in　her　eyes　and　a　sobbing　laugh　on　her　face；

saying：

〃I　don't　mind　it　really。〃

It　was　bad　enough。　But　to　her　it　was　never　deathly。　Even　the

fierce；　tearing　pain　was　exhilarating。　She　screamed　and