face in her hands i didn t know i was like this a moment after she reached out her hand to saying you re not angry with me i can t help it if i m like this i should like to go and see you it would be so much to me but i must not but why mustn t i i know no reason except that you don t care for me but you know that isn t so come dearest be reasonable you re not going to stop here all your life playing the da the hour by yo of departure has come he said perceiving her very thought be reasonable come and see me to morrow come to lunch and i ll arrange you know that you yes i believe that she said in response to a change which had come into her appreciation but can i trust myself suppose i did go away and repented and left you where should i go i could not come back here father would forgive me i dare say but i could not come back here those are fairy tales he said lifting her gold hair from her ear and kissing it a woman does not leave the man who her you told me they often did how f you are they do sometimes but not because they repent her head was on his shoulder and she stood looking at him a long while without speaking then you do love me dearest tell me so again kissing her gently on the mouth and eyes he answered � you know very well that i do come and see me tomorrow say you will for i must go now go now i do you know what time it is it is past seven she followed him to the gate of the little garden the lamps were lighted far away in the again he asked her to come and see him i cannot to morrow to morrow will be sunday his footsteps echoed through the chill twilight and seeing a thin moon afloat like a feather in the sky she thought of s moon that used to seek the lovers in their garden and that one evening sought one of them in vain vm there was no other place except the picture gallery where they could see each other alone but the dignity of and the of distracted their thoughts and they were ill at ease on a seat in by front of a regretted the it was less than the a sun lit clearing in a wood and a water mill raised no moral question he turned his eyes from the dancers but however he resisted them their frivolous life found its way into the conversation they were the wise ones he said they lived for art and love and what else was there in life a few a few a few pictures a few books and a love story we had always to come back to that in the end he spoke with conviction his only being the alteration of a into a singular but no he did not think he had lied he had spoken what seemed to him the truth at the present moment had he used the singular instead of the a fortnight ago he would have lied but within the last week his feelings for had changed if she had broken with him a week ago he would have found easy consolation in the list but now it was not women but a woman that he desired a mere curiosity and the artistic desire to save a beautiful voice from being wasted had given way to a more personal emotion in which affection was beginning looking at him thinking over what he had just said unable to the hope that those women in the picture were the wise ones she heard life calling her the art call and the love call were now on the now on the of an invisible at the same moment his senses like greedy fish swam hither and thither perplexed and terrified finding no way of escape and he dreaded lest he had lost his balance and fallen into the net he had cast so often he had begun to see that she was afraid of the sin and not at all of him she had never asked him if he would always love her � that she seemed to take for granted � and he had or fancied he had begun to feel that he would never cease to love her he looked into the future far enough to see that it would be she who would tire of him and that another would appear two or three years hence who would appeal to her imagination just as he did to day she would strive to resist it she would argue with herself but the illusion would draw her as in a silken net he was now engaged in the destruction of her moral scruples � in other words making the way easy for his successor by they were in the gallery alone and taking her hand he considered in detail the trouble this would bring in its train he no longer doubted that she would go abroad with him sooner or later he hoped it would be sooner for he had begun to perceive the absurdity of his visits to the question was whether she was worth an exile in a foreign country he would have to devote himself to her and to her interests she would have a there would be no use in their openly living together � that he could not stand but at that moment the exquisite happiness of seeing her every day coming into the room where she was reading or singing and kissing her as he leaned over her chair affectionately as a matter of course his enjoyment from the right to do 