子浪小说

第78部分（第6页）

They　had　e　to　the　gate。

〃How？〃　she　asked。　〃You　arent　alone　here。〃

〃We　could　marry；〃　he　answered；　in　the　strange；

coldly…gleaming　insinuating　tone　that　chilled　the　sunshine　into

moonlight。　All　substantial　things　seemed　transformed。　Shadows

and　dancing　moonlight　were　real；　and　all　cold；　inhuman；　gleaming

sensations。　She　realized　with　something　like　terror　that　she　was

going　to　accept　this。　She　was　going　inevitably　to　accept　him。

His　hand　was　reaching　out　to　the　gate　before　them。　She　stood

still。　His　flesh　was　hard　and　brown　and　final。　She　seemed　to　be

in　the　grip　of　some　insult。

〃I　couldnt；〃　she　answered；　involuntarily。

He　gave　the　same　brief；　neighing　little　laugh；　very　sad　and

bitter　now；　and　slotted　back　the　bar　of　the　gate。　Yet　he　did　not

open。　For　a　moment　they　both　stood　looking　at　the　fire　of　sunset

that　quivered　among　the　purple　twigs　of　the　trees。　She　saw　his

brown；　hard；　well…hewn　face　gleaming　with　anger　and　humiliation

and　submission。　He　was　an　animal　that　knows　that　it　is　subdued。

Her　heart　flamed　with　sensation　of　him；　of　the　fascinating　thing

he　offered　her；　and　with　sorrow；　and　with　an　inconsolable　sense

of　loneliness。　Her　soul　was　an　infant　crying　in　the　night。　He

had　no　soul。　Oh；　and　why　had　she？　He　was　the　cleaner。

She　turned　away；　she　turned　round　from　him；　and　saw　the　east

flushed　strangely　rose；　the　moon　ing　yellow　and　lovely　upon　a

rosy　sky；　above　the　darkening；　bluish　snow。　All　this　so

beautiful；　all　this　so　lovely！　He　did　not　see　it。　He　was　one

with　it。　But　she　saw　it；　and　was　one　with　it。　Her　seeing

separated　them　infinitely。

They　went　on　in　silence　down　the　path；　following　their

different　fates。　The　trees　grew　darker　and　darker；　the　snow　made

only　a　dimness　in　an　unreal　world。　And

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