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 dont mind it really。〃
It was bad enough。 But to her it was never deathly。 Even the
fierce; tearing pain was exhilarating。 She screamed and
suffered; but was all the time curiously alive and vital。 She
felt so powerfully alive and in the hands of such a masterly
force of life; that her bottom…most feeling was one of
exhilaration。 She knew she was winning; winning; she was always
winning; with each onset of pain she was nearer to victory。
Probably he suffered more than she did。 He was not shocked or
horrified。 But he was screwed very tight in the vise of
suffering。
It was a girl。 The second of silence on her face when they
said so showed him she was disappointed。 And a great blazing
passion of resentment and protest sprang up in his heart。 In
that moment he claimed the child。
But when the milk came; and the infant sucked her breast; she
seemed to be leaping with extravagant bliss。
〃It sucks me; it sucks me; it likes me……oh; it loves
it!〃 she cried; holding the child to her breast with her two
hands covering it; passionately。
And in a few moments; as she became used to her bliss; she
looked at the youth with glowing; unseeing eyes; and said:
〃Anna Victrix。〃
He went away; trembling; and slept。 To her; her pains were