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’
Why
?
’
she
said
,
a
little
breathless
,
as
she
looked
at
him
.
’
You
are
,
aren
’
t
you
?
’
She
felt
a
terrible
appeal
coming
to
her
from
him
,
that
made
her
almost
lose
her
balance
.
’
Oh
,
you
’
re
quite
right
!
’
he
said
,
turning
his
head
away
,
and
looking
sideways
,
downwards
,
with
that
strange
immobility
of
an
old
race
that
is
hardly
here
in
our
present
day
.
It
was
that
that
really
made
Connie
lose
her
power
to
see
him
detached
from
herself
.
He
looked
up
at
her
with
the
full
glance
that
saw
everything
,
registered
everything
.
At
the
same
time
,
the
infant
crying
in
the
night
was
crying
out
of
his
breast
to
her
,
in
a
way
that
affected
her
very
womb
.
’
It
’
s
awfully
nice
of
you
to
think
of
me
,
’
he
said
laconically
.
’
Why
shouldn
’
t
I
think
of
you
?
’
she
exclaimed
,
with
hardly
breath
to
utter
it
.
He
gave
the
wry
,
quick
hiss
of
a
laugh
.
’
Oh
,
in
that
way
!
.
.
.
May
I
hold
your
hand
for
a
minute
?
’
he
asked
suddenly
,
fixing
his
eyes
on
her
with
almost
hypnotic
power
,
and
sending
out
an
appeal
that
affected
her
direct
in
the
womb
.
She
stared
at
him
,
dazed
and
transfixed
,
and
he
went
over
and
kneeled
beside
her
,
and
took
her
two
feet
close
in
his
two
hands
,
and
buried
his
face
in
her
lap
,
remaining
motionless
.
She
was
perfectly
dim
and
dazed
,
looking
down
in
a
sort
of
amazement
at
the
rather
tender
nape
of
his
neck
,
feeling
his
face
pressing
her
thighs
.
In
all
her
burning
dismay
,
she
could
not
help
putting
her
hand
,
with
tenderness
and
compassion
,
on
the
defenceless
nape
of
his
neck
,
and
he
trembled
,
with
a
deep
shudder
.
Then
he
looked
up
at
her
with
that
awful
appeal
in
his
full
,
glowing
eyes
.
