子浪小说

第10部分（第5页）

the　intimacy　and　nakedness　of　marriage。　He　knew　her　so　little。

They　were　so　foreign　to　each　other；　they　were　such　strangers。

And　they　could　not　talk　to　each　other。　When　she　talked；　of

Poland　or　of　what　had　been；　it　was　all　so　foreign；　she　scarcely

municated　anything　to　him。　And　when　he　looked　at　her；　an

over…much　reverence　and　fear　of　the　unknown　changed　the　nature

of　his　desire　into　a　sort　of　worship；　holding　her　aloof　from　his

physical　desire；　self…thwarting。

She　did　not　know　this；　she　did　not　understand。　They　had

looked　at　each　other；　and　had　accepted　each　other。　It　was　so；

then　there　was　nothing　to　balk　at；　it　was　plete　between

them。

At　the　wedding；　his　face　was　stiff　and　expressionless。　He

wanted　to　drink；　to　get　rid　of　his　forethought　and　afterthought；

to　set　the　moment　free。　But　he　could　not。　The　suspense　only

tightened　at　his　heart。　The　jesting　and　joviality　and　jolly；

broad　insinuation　of　the　guests　only　coiled　him　more。　He　could

not　hear。　That　which　was　impending　obsessed　him；　he　could　not

get　free。

She　sat　quiet；　with　a　strange；　still　smile。　She　was　not

afraid。　Having　accepted　him；　she　wanted　to　take　him；　she

belonged　altogether　to　the　hour；　now。　No　future；　no　past；　only

this；　her　hour。　She　did　not　even　notice　him；　as　she　sat　beside

him　at　the　head　of　the　table。　He　was　very　near；　their　ing

together　was　close　at　hand。　What　more！

As　the　time　came　for　all　the　guests　to　go；　her　dark　face　was

softly　lighted；　the　bend　of　her　head　was　proud；　her　grey　eyes

clear　and　dilated；　so　that　the　men　could　not　look　at　her；　and

the　women　were　elated　by　her；　they　served　her。　Very　wonderful

she　was；　as　she　bade　farewell；　her　ugly　wide　mouth　smiling　with

pride　and　recognition；　her　voice　speaking　softly　and　richly　in

the　foreign　accent；　her　dilated　eyes　ignoring　one　and　all　the

departing　guests。　Her　manner　was　gracious　and　fascinating；　but

she　ignored　the　being　of　him　or　her　to　whom　she　gave　her

hand。

And　Brangwen　stood　beside　her；　giving　his　hearty　handshake　to

his　friends；　receiving　their　regard　gratefully；　glad　of　their

attention。　His　heart　was　tormented

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