that cared only for their intercourse with the everlasting
skies; and she wished she could bee a strong mound smooth
under the sky; bosom and limbs bared to all winds and clouds and
bursts of sunshine。
But she must get up again and look down from her foothold of
sunshine; down and away at the patterned; level earth; with its
villages and its smoke and its energy。 So shortsighted the train
seemed; running to the distance; so terrifying in their
littleness the villages; with such pettiness in their
activity。
Skrebensky wandered dazed; not knowing where he was or what
he was doing with her。 All her passion seemed to be to wander up
there on the downs; and when she must descend to earth; she was
heavy。 Up there she was exhilarated and free。
She would not love him in a house any more。 She said she
hated houses; and particularly she hated beds。 There was
something distasteful in his ing to her bed。
She would stay the night on the downs; up there; he with her。
It was midsummer; the days were glamorously long。 At about
half…past ten; when the bluey…black darkness had at last fallen;
they took rugs and climbed the steep track to the summit of the
downs; he and she。
Up there; the stars were big; the earth below was gone into
darkness。 She was free up there with the stars。 Far out they saw
tiny yellow lights……but it was very far out; at sea; or on
land。 She was free up among the stars。
She took off her clothes; and made him take off all his; and
they ran over the smooth; moonless turf; a long way; more than a
mile from where they had left their clothing; running in the
dark; soft wind; utterly naked; as naked as the downs
themselves。 Her hair was loose and blew about her shoulders; she
ran swiftly; wearing sandals when she set off on the long run to
the dew…pond。
In the round dew…pond the stars were untroubled。 She ventured
softly into the water; grasping at the stars with her hands。