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第44部分（第6页）

He　would　go　all　the　day　waiting　for　the　night　to　e；　when

he　could　give　himself　to　the　enjoyment　of　some　luxurious

absolute　of　beauty　in　her。　The　thought　of　the　hidden　resources

of　her；　the　undiscovered　beauties　and　ecstatic　places　of　delight

in　her　body；　waiting；　only　waiting　for　him　to　discover　them；

sent　him　slightly　insane。　He　was　obsessed。　If　he　did　not

discover　and　make　known　to　himself　these　delights；　they　might　be

lost　for　ever。　He　wished　he　had　a　hundred　mens　energies；　with

which　to　enjoy　her。　＇He　wished　he　were　a　cat；　to　lick　her　with　a

rough；　grating；　lascivious　tongue。　He　wanted　to　wallow　in　her；

bury　himself　in　her　flesh；　cover　himself　over　with　her　flesh。＇

And　she；　separate；　with　a　strange；　dangerous；　glistening　look

in　her　eyes　received　all　his　activities　upon　her　as　if　they　were

expected　by　her；　and　provoked　him　ore；

till　sometimes　he　was　ready　to　perish　for　sheer　inability　to　be

satisfied　of　her；　inability　to　have　had　enough　of　her。

Their　children　became　mere　offspring　to　them；　they　lived　in

the　darkness　and　death　of　their　own　sensual　activities。

Sometimes　he　felt　he　was　going　mad　with　a　sense　of　Absolute

Beauty；　perceived　by　him　in　her　through　his　senses。　It　was

something　too　much　for　him。　And　in　everything；　was　this　same；

almost　sinister；　terrifying　beauty。　But　in　the　revelations　of

her　body　through　contact　with　his　body；　was　the　ultimate　beauty；

to　know　which　was　almost　death　in　itself；　and　yet　for　the

knowledge　of　which　he　would　have　undergone　endless　torture。　He

would　have　forfeited　anything；　anything；　rather　than　forego　his

right　even　to　the　instep　of　her　foot；　and　the　place　from　which

the　toes　radiated　out；　the　little；　miraculous　white　plain　from

which　ran　the　little　hillocks　of　the　toes；　and　the　folded；

dimpling　hollows　between　the　toes。　He　felt　he　would　have　died

rather　than　forfeit　this。

This　was　what　their　love　had　bee；　a　sensuality　violent　and

extreme　as　death。　They　had　no　conscious　intimacy；　no　tenderness

of　love。　It　was　all　t