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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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