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’
Life
.
’
’
Life
!
’
she
re
-
echoed
,
with
a
queer
thrill
.
’
It
’
s
life
,
’
he
said
.
’
There
’
s
no
keeping
clear
.
And
if
you
do
keep
clear
you
might
almost
as
well
die
.
So
if
I
’
ve
got
to
be
broken
open
again
,
I
have
.
’
She
did
not
quite
see
it
that
way
,
but
still
’
It
’
s
just
love
,
’
she
said
cheerfully
.
’
Whatever
that
may
be
,
’
he
replied
.
They
went
on
through
the
darkening
wood
in
silence
,
till
they
were
almost
at
the
gate
.
’
But
you
don
’
t
hate
me
,
do
you
?
’
she
said
wistfully
.
’
Nay
,
nay
,
’
he
replied
.
And
suddenly
he
held
her
fast
against
his
breast
again
,
with
the
old
connecting
passion
.
’
Nay
,
for
me
it
was
good
,
it
was
good
.
Was
it
for
you
?
’
’
Yes
,
for
me
too
,
’
she
answered
,
a
little
untruthfully
,
for
she
had
not
been
conscious
of
much
.
