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set. Do you really want to be together with me?’
              She  looked  with  wide,  steady  eyes  into  his  face.  He
            stopped, and went suddenly still, turning his face aside. All
           his body went perfectly still, but did not withdraw.
              Then he lifted his head and looked into her eyes, with his
            odd, faintly mocking grin, saying: ‘Ay-ay! Let’s be together
            on oath.’
              ’But really?’ she said, her eyes filling with tears. ‘Ay really!
           Heart an’ belly an’ cock.’
              He still smiled faintly down at her, with the flicker of
           irony in his eyes, and a touch of bitterness.
              She was silently weeping, and he lay with her and went
           into her there on the hearthrug, and so they gained a mea-
            sure of equanimity. And then they went quickly to bed, for
           it was growing chill, and they had tired each other out. And
            she nestled up to him, feeling small and enfolded, and they
            both went to sleep at once, fast in one sleep. And so they lay
            and never moved, till the sun rose over the wood and day
           was beginning.
              Then he woke up and looked at the light. The curtains
           were drawn. He listened to the loud wild calling of black-
            birds  and  thrushes  in  the  wood.  It  would  be  a  brilliant
           morning, about half past five, his hour for rising. He had
            slept so fast! It was such a new day! The woman was still
            curled asleep and tender. His hand moved on her, and she
            opened  her  blue  wondering  eyes,  smiling  unconsciously
           into his face.
              ’Are you awake?’ she said to him.
              He was looking into her eyes. He smiled, and kissed her.

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