wills。 He mounted the parapet of the canal bridge。 The water was
a long way down。 But the child had a deliberate will set upon
his。 She held herself fixed to him。
He leapt; and down they went。 The crash of the water as they
went under struck through the childs small body; with a sort of
unconsciousness。 But she remained fixed。 And when they came up
again; and when they went to the bank; and when they sat on the
grass side by side; he laughed; and said it was fine。 And the
dark…dilated eyes of the child looked at him wonderingly;
darkly; wondering from the shock; yet reserved and unfathomable;
so he laughed almost with a sob。
In a moment she was clinging safely on his back again; and he
was swimming in deep water。 She was used to his nakedness; and
to her mothers nakedness; ever since she was born。 They were
clinging to each other; and making up to each other for the
strange blow that had been struck at them。 Yet still; on other
days; he would leap again with her from the bridge; daringly;
almost wickedly。 Till at length; as he leapt; once; she dropped
forward on to his head; and nearly broke his neck; so that they
fell into the water in a heap; and fought for a few moments with
death。 He saved her; and sat on the bank; quivering。 But his
eyes were full of the blackness of death。 It was as if death had
cut between their two lives; and separated them。
Still they were not separate。 There was this curious taunting
intimacy between them。 When the fair came; she wanted to go in
the swing…boats。 He took her; and; standing up in the boat;
holding on to the irons; began to drive higher; perilously
higher。 The child clung fast on her seat。
〃Do you want to go any higher?〃 he said to her; and she
laughed with her mouth; her eyes wide and dilated。 They were
rushing through the air。
〃Yes;〃 she said; feeling as if she would turn into vapour;
lose hold of everything; and melt away。 The boat swung far up;
then down like a stone; only to be caught sickeningly up