`Wait!’shefaltered。`Wait!What’scomebetweenus?’
Hewasbentover,lacinghisboot,anddidnotreply。Themomentspassed。
Adimnesscameoverher,likeaswoon。Allherconsciousnessdied,andshestoodtherewide-eyed,lookingathimfromtheunknown,knowingnothinganymore。
Helookedup,becauseofthesilence,andsawherwide-eyedandlost。
Andasifawindtossedhimhegotupandhobbledovertoher,oneshoeoffandoneshoeon,andtookherinhisarms,pressingheragainsthisbody,whichsomehowfelthurtrightthrough。Andthereheheldher,andtheresheremained。
Tillhishandsreachedblindlydownandfeltforher,andfeltundertheclothingtowhereshewassmoothandwarm。
`Malass!’hemurmured。`Malittlelass!Dunnalet’slight!Dunnalet’sniverlight!Ilovetheean’th’touchonthee。Dunnaarguewi’me!Dunna!
Dunna!Dunna!Let’sbetogether。’
Sheliftedherfaceandlookedathim。
`Don’tbeupset,’shesaidsteadily。`It’snogoodbeingupset。Doyoureallywanttobetogetherwithme?’
Shelookedwithwide,steadyeyesintohisface。Hestopped,andwentsuddenlystill,turninghisfaceaside。Allhisbodywentperfectlystill,butdidnotwithdraw。
Thenheliftedhisheadandlookedintohereyes,withhisodd,faintlymockinggrin,saying:`Ay-ay!Let’sbetogetheronoath。’
`Butreally?’shesaid,hereyesfillingwithtears。`Ayreally!Heartan’bellyan’cock。’
Hestillsmiledfaintlydownather,withtheflickerofironyinhiseyes,andatouchofbitterness。
Shewassilentlyweeping,andhelaywithherandwentintoherthereonthehearthrug,andsotheygainedameasureofequanimity。Andthentheywentquicklytobed,foritwasgrowingchill,andtheyhadtiredeachotherout。Andshenestleduptohim,feelingsmallandenfolded,andtheybothwenttosleepatonce,fastinonesleep。Andsotheylayandnevermoved,tillthesunroseoverthewoodanddaywasbeginning。
Thenhewokeupandlookedatthelight。Thecurtainsweredrawn。Helistenedtotheloudwildcallingofblackbirdsandthrushesinthewood。
Itwouldbeabrilliantmorning,abouthalfpastfive,hishourforrising。
Hehadsleptsofast!Itwassuchanewday!Thewomanwasstillcurledasleepandtender。Hishandmovedonher,andsheopenedherbluewonderingeyes,smilingunconsciouslyintohisface。
`Areyouawake?’shesaidtohim。
Hewaslookingintohereyes。Hesmiled,andkissedher。Andsuddenlysherousedandsatup。
`FancythatIamhere!’shesaid。
Shelookedroundthewhitewashedlittlebedroomwithitsslopingceilingandgablewindowwherethewhitecurtainswereclosed。Theroomwasbaresaveforalittleyellow-paintedchestofdrawers,andachair:andthesmallishwhitebedinwhichshelaywithhim。
`Fancythatwearehere!’shesaid,lookingdownathim。Hewaslyingwatchingher,strokingherbreastswithhisfingers,underthethinnightdress。
Whenhewaswarmandsmoothedout,helookedyoungandhandsome。Hiseyescouldlooksowarm。Andshewasfreshandyounglikeaflower。
`Iwanttotakethisoff!’shesaid,gatheringthethinbatistenightdressandpullingitoverherhead。Shesattherewithbareshouldersandlongishbreastsfaintlygolden。Helovedtomakeherbreastsswingsoftly,likebells。
`Youmusttakeoffyourpyjamastoo,’shesaid。
`Eh,nay!’
`Yes!Yes!’shecommanded。
Andhetookoffhisoldcottonpyjama-jacket,andpusheddownthetrousers。
Saveforhishandsandwristsandfaceandneckhewaswhiteasmilk,withfineslendermuscularflesh。ToConniehewassuddenlypiercinglybeautifulagain,aswhenshehadseenhimthatafternoonwashinghimself。
Goldofsunshinetouchedtheclosedwhitecurtain。Shefeltitwantedtocomein。
`Oh,dolet’sdrawthecurtains!Thebirdsaresingingso!Doletthesunin,’shesaid。
Heslippedoutofbedwithhisbacktoher,nakedandwhiteandthin,andwenttothewindow,stoopingalittle,drawingthecurtainsandlookingoutforamoment。Thebackwaswhiteandfine,thesmallbuttocksbeautifulwithanexquisite,delicatemanliness,thebackoftheneckruddyanddelicateandyetstrong。
Therewasaninward,notanoutwardstrengthinthedelicatefinebody。
`Butyouarebeautiful!’shesaid。`Sopureandfine!Come!’Sheheldherarmsout。
Hewasashamedtoturntoher,becauseofhisarousednakedness。
Hecaughthisshirtoffthefloor,andheldittohim,comingtoher。
`No!’shesaidstillholdingoutherbeautifulslimarmsfromherdroppingbreasts。`Letmeseeyou!’
Hedroppedtheshirtandstoodstilllookingtowardsher。Thesunthroughthelowwindowsentinabeamthatlituphisthighsandslimbellyandtheerectphallosrisingdarkishandhot-lookingfromthelittlecloudofvividgold-redhair。Shewasstartledandafraid。
`Howstrange!’shesaidslowly。`Howstrangehestandsthere!Sobig!
andsodarkandcock-sure!Ishelikethat?’
Themanlookeddownthefrontofhisslenderwhitebody,andlaughed。
Betweentheslimbreaststhehairwasdark,almostblack。Butattherootofthebelly,wherethephallosrosethickandarching,itwasgold-red,vividinalittlecloud。
`Soproud!’shemurmured,uneasy。`Andsolordly!NowIknowwhymenaresooverbearing!Buthe’slovely,really。Likeanotherbeing!
Abitterrifying!Butlovelyreally!Andhecomestome!——’Shecaughtherlowerlipbetweenherteeth,infearandexcitement。
Themanlookeddowninsilenceatthetensephallos,thatdidnotchange——`Ay!’
hesaidatlast,inalittlevoice。`Aymalad!tha’retheerrightenough。
Yi,thamunrearthyhead!Theeronthyown,eh?an’ta’esnocountO’
nob’dy!Thama’esnowtO’me,JohnThomas。Artboss?ofme?Ehwell,tha’remorecockythanme,an’thasaysless。JohnThomas!Dostwanther?
DostwantmyladyJane?Tha’sdippedmeinagain,thahast。Ay,an’thacomesupsmilin’——Ax’erthen!AxladyJane!Say:Liftupyourheads,Oyegates,thatthekingofglorymaycomein。Ay,th’cheekonthee!
Cunt,that’swhattha’reafter。TellladyJanethawantscunt。JohnThomas,an’th’cuntO’ladyJane!——’
`Oh,don’tteasehim,’saidConnie,crawlingonherkneesonthebedtowardshimandputtingherarmsroundhiswhiteslenderloins,anddrawinghimtohersothatherhanging,swingingbreaststouchedthetipofthestirring,erectphallos,andcaughtthedropofmoisture。Sheheldthemanfast。
`Liedown!’hesaid。`Liedown!Letmecome!’Hewasinahurrynow。
Andafterwards,whentheyhadbeenquitestill,thewomanhadtouncoverthemanagain,tolookatthemysteryofthephallos。
`Andnowhe’stiny,andsoftlikealittlebudoflife!’shesaid,takingthesoftsmallpenisinherhand。`Isn’thesomehowlovely!soonhisown,sostrange!Andsoinnocent!Andhecomessofarintome!Youmustneverinsulthim,youknow。He’sminetoo。He’snotonlyyours。He’smine!Andsolovelyandinnocent!’Andsheheldthepenissoftinherhand。
Helaughed。
`Blestbethetiethatbindsourheartsinkindredlove,’hesaid。
`Ofcourse!’shesaid。`Evenwhenhe’ssoftandlittleIfeelmyheartsimplytiedtohim。Andhowlovelyyourhairishere!quite,quitedifferent!’
`That’sJohnThomas’shair,notmine!’hesaid。
`JohnThomas!JohnThomas!’andshequicklykissedthesoftpenis,thatwasbeginningtostiragain。
`Ay!’saidtheman,stretchinghisbodyalmostpainfully。`He’sgothisrootinmysoul,hasthatgentleman!An’sometimesIdon’knowwhatterdowi’him。Ay,he’sgotawillofhisown,an’it’shardtosuithim。
YetIwouldn’thavehimkilled。’
`Nowondermenhavealwaysbeenafraidofhim!’shesaid。`He’sratherterrible。’
Thequiverwasgoingthroughtheman’sbody,asthestreamofconsciousnessagainchangeditsdirection,turningdownwards。Andhewashelpless,asthepenisinslowsoftundulationsfilledandsurgedandroseup,andgrewhard,standingtherehardandoverweening,initscurioustoweringfashion。
Thewomantootrembledalittleasshewatched。
`There!Takehimthen!He’sthine,’saidtheman。
Andshequivered,andherownmindmeltedout。Sharpsoftwavesofunspeakablepleasurewashedoverherasheenteredher,andstartedthecuriousmoltenthrillingthatspreadandspreadtillshewascarriedawaywiththelast,blindflushofextremity。
HeheardthedistanthootersofStacksGateforseveno’clock。ItwasMondaymorning。Heshiveredalittle,andwithhisfacebetweenherbreastspressedhersoftbreastsupoverhisears,todeafenhim。
Shehadnotevenheardthehooters。Shelayperfectlystill,hersoulwashedtransparent。
`Youmustgetup,mustn’tyou?’hemuttered。
`Whattime?’camehercolourlessvoice。
`Seven-o’clockblowersabitsin’。’
`IsupposeImust。’
Shewasresentingasshealwaysdid,thecompulsionfromoutside。
Hesatupandlookedblanklyoutofthewindow。`Youdoloveme,don’tyou?’sheaskedcalmly。Helookeddownather。
`Thaknowswhatthaknows。Whatdostaxfor!’hesaid,alittlefretfully。
`Iwantyoutokeepme,nottoletmego,’shesaid。
Hiseyesseemedfullofawarm,softdarknessthatcouldnotthink。
`When?Now?’
`Nowinyourheart。ThenIwanttocomeandlivewithyou,always,soon。’
Hesatnakedonthebed,withhisheaddropped,unabletothink。
`Don’tyouwantit?’sheasked。
`Ay!’hesaid。
Thenwiththesameeyesdarkenedwithanotherflameofconsciousness,almostlikesleep,helookedather。
`Dunnaaxmenowtnow,’hesaid。`Letmebe。Ilikethee。Iluvtheewhenthaliestheer。Awoman’salovelythingwhen’er’sdeepterfuck,andcunt’sgood。Ahluvthee,thylegs,an’th’shapeonthee,an’th’
womannessonthee。Ahluvth’womannessonthee。Ahluvtheewi’mybasan’wi’myheart。Butdunnaaxmenowt。Dunnama’emesaynowt。LetmestopasIamwhileIcan。Thacanaxmeiverythingafter。Nowletmebe,letmebe!’
Andsoftly,helaidhishandoverhermoundofVenus,onthesoftbrownmaiden-hair,andhimself-satstillandnakedonthebed,hisfacemotionlessinphysicalabstraction,almostlikethefaceofBuddha。Motionless,andintheinvisibleflameofanotherconsciousness,hesatwithhishandonher,andwaitedfortheturn。
Afterawhile,hereachedforhisshirtandputiton,dressedhimselfswiftlyinsilence,lookedatheronceasshestilllaynakedandfaintlygoldenlikeaGloiredeDijonroseonthebed,andwasgone。Sheheardhimdownstairsopeningthedoor。
Andstillshelaymusing,musing。Itwasveryhardtogo:togooutofhisarms。Hecalledfromthefootofthestairs:`Halfpastseven!’
Shesighed,andgotoutofbed。Thebarelittleroom!Nothinginitatallbutthesmallchestofdrawersandthesmallishbed。Buttheboardfloorwasscrubbedclean。Andinthecornerbythewindowgablewasashelfwithsomebooks,andsomefromacirculatinglibrary。Shelooked。TherewerebooksaboutBolshevistRussia,booksoftravel,avolumeabouttheatomandtheelectron,anotheraboutthecompositionoftheearth’score,andthecausesofearthquakes:thenafewnovels:thenthreebooksonIndia。
So!Hewasareaderafterall。
Thesunfellonhernakedlimbsthroughthegablewindow。OutsideshesawthedogFlossieroaminground。Thehazel-brakewasmistedwithgreen,anddark-greendogs-mercuryunder。Itwasaclearcleanmorningwithbirdsflyingandtriumphantlysinging。Ifonlyshecouldstay!Ifonlythereweren’ttheotherghastlyworldofsmokeandiron!Ifonlyhewouldmakeheraworld。
Shecamedownstairs,downthesteep,narrowwoodenstairs。Stillshewouldbecontentwiththislittlehouse,ifonlyitwereinaworldofitsown。
Hewaswashedandfresh,andthefirewasburning。`Willyoueatanything?’
hesaid。
`No!Onlylendmeacomb。’
Shefollowedhimintothescullery,andcombedherhairbeforethehandbreadthofmirrorbythebackdoor。Thenshewasreadytogo。
Shestoodinthelittlefrontgarden,lookingatthedewyflowers,thegreybedofpinksinbudalready。
`Iwouldliketohavealltherestoftheworlddisappear,’shesaid,`andlivewithyouhere。’
`Itwon’tdisappear,’hesaid。
Theywentalmostinsilencethroughthelovelydewywood。Buttheyweretogetherinaworldoftheirown。
ItwasbittertohertogoontoWragby。
`Iwantsoontocomeandlivewithyoualtogether,’shesaidasshelefthim。
Hesmiled,unanswering。
Shegothomequietlyandunremarked,andwentuptoherroom。
Chapter15
TherewasaletterfromHildaonthebreakfast-tray。`FatherisgoingtoLondonthisweek,andIshallcallforyouonThursdayweek,June17th。
Youmustbereadysothatwecangoatonce。Idon’twanttowastetimeatWragby,it’sanawfulplace。IshallprobablystaythenightatRetfordwiththeColemans,soIshouldbewithyouforlunch,Thursday。Thenwecouldstartatteatime,andsleepperhapsinGrantham。ItisnouseourspendinganeveningwithClifford。Ifhehatesyourgoing,itwouldbenopleasuretohim。’
So!Shewasbeingpushedroundonthechess-boardagain。
Cliffordhatedhergoing,butitwasonlybecausehedidn’tfeelsafeinherabsence。Herpresence,forsomereason,madehimfeelsafe,andfreetodothethingshewasoccupiedwith。Hewasagreatdealatthepits,andwrestlinginspiritwiththealmosthopelessproblemsofgettingouthiscoalinthemosteconomicalfashionandthensellingitwhenhe’dgotitout。Heknewheoughttofindsomewayofusingit,orconvertingit,sothatheneedn’tsellit,orneedn’thavethechagrinoffailingtosellit。Butifhemadeelectricpower,couldhesellthatoruseit?