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Chapter 16
Shesawherownnakednessinhiseyes,immediateknowledgeofher.Andthefluid,maleknowledgeofherselfseemedtoflowtoherfromhiseyesandwraphervoluptuously.Oh,howvoluptuousandlovelyitwastohavelimbsandbodyhalf-asleep,heavyandsuffusedwithpassion.
’Isittimetowakeup?’shesaid.
’Halfpastsix.’
Shehadtobeatthelane-endateight.Always,always,alwaysthiscompulsiononone!
’Imightmakethebreakfastandbringituphere;shouldI?’hesaid.
’Ohyes!’
Flossiewhimperedgentlybelow.Hegotupandthrewoffhispyjamas,andrubbedhimselfwithatowel.Whenthehumanbeingisfullofcourageandfulloflife,howbeautifulitis!Soshethought,asshewatchedhiminsilence.
’Drawthecurtain,willyou?’
Thesunwasshiningalreadyonthetendergreenleavesofmorning,andthewoodstoodbluey-fresh,inthenearness.Shesatupinbed,lookingdreamilyoutthroughthedormerwindow,hernakedarmspushinghernakedbreaststogether.Hewasdressinghimself.Shewashalf-dreamingoflife,alifetogetherwithhim:justalife.
Hewasgoing,fleeingfromherdangerous,crouchingnakedness.
’HaveIlostmynightiealtogether?’shesaid.
Hepushedhishanddowninthebed,andpulledoutthebitofflimsysilk.
’IknowedIfeltsilkatmyankles,’hesaid.
Butthenight-dresswasslitalmostintwo.
’Nevermind!’shesaid.’Itbelongshere,really.I’llleaveit.’
’Ay,leaveit,Icanputitbetweenmylegsatnight,forcompany.
