〃Why do you go?〃 she said。
His heart beat fast; and he sat down; slowly。
〃No reason particular;〃 he said; beginning to fill his pipe
again; mechanically。
〃Why do you go away so often?〃 she said。
〃But you dont want me;〃 he replied。
She was silent for a while。
〃You do not want to be with me any more;〃 she said。
It startled him。 How did she know this truth? He thought it
was his secret。
〃Yi;〃 he said。
〃You want to find something else;〃 she said。
He did not answer。 〃Did he?〃 he asked himself。
〃You should not want so much attention;〃 she said。 〃You are
not a baby。〃
〃Im not grumbling;〃 he said。 Yet he knew he was。
〃You think you have not enough;〃 she said。
〃How enough?〃
〃You think you have not enough in me。 But how do you know me?
What do you do to make me love you?〃
He was flabbergasted。
〃I never said I hadnt enough in you;〃 he replied。 〃I didnt
know you wanted making to love me。 What do you want?〃
〃You dont make it good between us any more; you are not
interested。 You do not make me want you。〃
〃And you dont make me want you; do you now?〃 There was a
silence。 They were such strangers。
〃Would you like to have another woman?〃 she asked。
His eyes grew round; he did not know where he was。 How could
she; his own wife; say such a thing? But she sat there; small
and foreign and separate。 It dawned upon him she did not
consider herself his wife; except in so far as they agreed。 She
did not feel she had married him。 At any rate; she was willing
to allow he might want another woman。 A gap; a space opened
before him。
〃No;〃 he said slowly。 〃What other woman should I want?〃
〃Like your brother;〃 she said。