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He
lifted
his
head
and
their
gaze
flowed
together
.
The
great
renewals
take
effect
as
imperceptibly
as
the
first
workings
of
spring
.
Glennard
,
though
he
felt
himself
brought
nearer
to
his
wife
,
was
still
,
as
it
were
,
hardly
within
speaking
distance
.
He
was
but
laboriously
acquiring
the
rudiments
of
their
new
medium
of
communication
;
and
he
had
to
grope
for
her
through
the
dense
fog
of
his
humiliation
,
the
distorting
vapor
against
which
his
personality
loomed
grotesque
and
mean
.
Only
the
fact
that
we
are
unaware
how
well
our
nearest
know
us
enables
us
to
live
with
them
.
Love
is
the
most
impregnable
refuge
of
self
-
esteem
,
and
we
hate
the
eye
that
reaches
to
our
nakedness
.
If
Glennard
did
not
hate
his
wife
it
was
slowly
,
sufferingly
,
that
there
was
born
in
him
that
profounder
passion
which
made
his
earlier
feeling
seem
a
mere
commotion
of
the
blood
.
He
was
like
a
child
coming
back
to
the
sense
of
an
enveloping
presence
:
her
nearness
was
a
breast
on
which
he
leaned
.
They
did
not
,
at
first
,
talk
much
together
,
and
each
beat
a
devious
track
about
the
outskirts
of
the
subject
that
lay
between
them
like
a
haunted
wood
.
But
every
word
,
every
action
,
seemed
to
glance
at
it
,
to
draw
toward
it
,
as
though
a
fount
of
healing
sprang
in
its
poisoned
shade
.
If
only
they
might
cut
away
through
the
thicket
to
that
restoring
spring
!
Glennard
,
watching
his
wife
with
the
intentness
of
a
wanderer
to
whom
no
natural
sign
is
negligible
,
saw
that
she
had
taken
temporary
refuge
in
the
purpose
of
renouncing
the
money
.
If
both
,
theoretically
,
owned
the
inefficacy
of
such
amends
,
the
woman
’
s
instinctive
subjectiveness
made
her
find
relief
in
this
crude
form
of
penance
.
Glennard
saw
that
she
meant
to
live
as
frugally
as
possible
till
what
she
deemed
their
debt
was
discharged
;
and
he
prayed
she
might
not
discover
how
far
-
reaching
,
in
its
merely
material
sense
,
was
the
obligation
she
thus
hoped
to
acquit
.
Her
mind
was
fixed
on
the
sum
originally
paid
for
the
letters
,
and
this
he
knew
he
could
lay
aside
in
a
year
or
two
.
He
was
touched
,
meanwhile
,
by
the
spirit
that
made
her
discard
the
petty
luxuries
which
she
regarded
as
the
signs
of
their
bondage
.
Their
shared
renunciations
drew
her
nearer
to
him
,
helped
,
in
their
evidence
of
her
helplessness
,
to
restore
the
full
protecting
stature
of
his
love
.
And
still
they
did
not
speak
.
It
was
several
weeks
later
that
,
one
afternoon
by
the
drawing
-
room
fire
,
she
handed
him
a
letter
that
she
had
been
reading
when
he
entered
.
“
I
’
ve
heard
from
Mr
.
Flamel
,
”
she
said
.
Glennard
turned
pale
.
It
was
as
though
a
latent
presence
had
suddenly
become
visible
to
both
.
He
took
the
letter
mechanically
.
“
It
’
s
from
Smyrna
,
”
she
said
.
“
Won
’
t
you
read
it
?
”
