小说园

第34部分（第2页）

heavy。

She　knew；　vaguely；　that　all　the　time　he　was　not　satisfied；

all　the　time　he　was　trying　to　force　something　from　her。　Ah；　how

she　wished　she　could　succeed　with　him；　in　her　own　way！　He　was

there；　so　inevitable。　She　lived　in　him　also。　And　how　she　wanted

to　be　at　peace　with　him；　at　peace。　She　loved　him。　She　would　give

him　love；　pure　love。　With　a　strange；　rapt　look　in　her　face；　she

awaited　his　homeing　that　night。

Then；　when　he　came；　she　rose　with　her　hands　full　of　love；　as

of　flowers；　radiant；　innocent。　A　dark　spasm　crossed　his　face。　As

she　watched；　her　face　shining　and　flower…like　with　innocent

love；　his　face　grew　dark　and　tense；　the　cruelty　gathered　in　his

brows；　his　eyes　turned　aside；　she　saw　the　whites　of　his　eyes　as

he　looked　aside　from　her。　She　waited；　touching　him　with　her

hands。　But　from　his　body　through　her　hands　came　the

bitter…corrosive　shock　of　his　passion　upon　her；　destroying　her

in　blossom。　She　shrank。　She　rose　from　her　knees　and　went　away

from　him；　to　preserve　herself。　And　it　was　great　pain　to　her。

To　him　also　it　was　agony。　He　saw　the　glistening；　flower…like

love　in　her　face；　and　his　heart　was　black　because　he　did　not

want　it。　Not　this……not　this。　He　did　not　want　flowery

innocence。　He　was　unsatisfied。　The　rage　and　storm　of

unsatisfaction　tormented　him　ceaselessly。　Why　had　she　not

satisfied　him？　He　had　satisfied　her。　She　was　satisfied；　at

peace；　innocent　round　the　doors　of　her　own　paradise。

And　he　was　unsatisfied；　unfulfilled；　he　raged　in　torment；

wanting；　wanting。　It　was　for　her　to　satisfy　him：　then　let　her　do

it。　Let　her　not　e　with　flowery　handfuls　of　innocent　love。　He

would　throw　these　aside　and　trample　the　flowers　to　nothing。　He

would　destroy　her　flowery；　innocent　bliss。　Was　he　not　entitled

to　satisfaction　from　her；　and　was　not　his　heart　all　raging

desire；　his　soul　a　black　torment　of　unfulfilment。　Let　it　be

fulfilled　in　him；　then；　as　it　was　fulfilled　in　her。　He　had　given

her　her　fulfilment。　Let　her　rise　up　and　do　her　part。

He　was　cruel　to　her。　But　all　the　time　he　was　ashamed。　And

being　ashamed；　he　was　more　cruel。　For　he　was　ashamed　that　he

could　not　e　to　fulfilment　without　her。　And　he　could　not。　And

she　would　not　heed　him。　He　was　shackled　and　in　darkness　of

torment。

She　beseeched　him　to　work　again；　to　do　his　wood…carving。　But