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Till
his
hands
reached
blindly
down
and
felt
for
her
,
and
felt
under
the
clothing
to
where
she
was
smooth
and
warm
.
’
Ma
lass
!
’
he
murmured
.
’
Ma
little
lass
!
Dunna
let
’
s
fight
!
Dunna
let
’
s
niver
fight
!
I
love
thee
an
’
th
’
touch
on
thee
.
Dunna
argue
wi
’
me
!
Dunna
!
Dunna
!
Dunna
!
Let
’
s
be
together
.
’
She
lifted
her
face
and
looked
at
him
.
’
Don
’
t
be
upset
,
’
she
said
steadily
.
’
It
’
s
no
good
being
upset
.
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
measure
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
.
