第89部分

請關閉瀏覽器的閱讀/暢讀/小說模式並且關閉廣告遮蔽過濾功能，避免出現內容無法顯示或者段落錯亂。

domesticated　wild　animal。　It　made　Ursula

shudder　slightly；　the　quick；　sharp…sighted；　intent　animality　of

the　man。

Skrebensky　was　beautiful　to　her　this　morning；　his　face

softened　and　transfused　with　suffering　and　with　love；　his

movements　very　still　and　gentle。　He　was　beautiful　to　her；　but

she　was　detached　from　him　by　a　chill　distance。　Always　she　seemed

to　be　bearing　up　against　the　distance　that　separated　them。　But

he　was　unaware。　This　morning　he　was　transfused　and　beautiful。

She　admired　his　movements；　the　way　he　spread　honey　on　his　roll；

or　poured　out　the　coffee。

When　breakfast　was　over；　she　lay　still　again　on　the　pillows；

whilst　he　went　through　his　toilet。　She　watched　him；　as　he

sponged　himself；　and　quickly　dried　himself　with　the　towel。　His

body　was　beautiful；　his　movements　intent　and　quick；　she　admired

him　and　she　appreciated　him　without　reserve。　He　seemed　pleted

now。　He　aroused　no　fruitful　fecundity　in　her。　He　seemed　added

up；　finished。　She　knew　him　all　round；　not　on　any　side　did　he

lead　into　the　unknown。　Poignant；　almost　passionate　appreciation

she　felt　for　him；　but　none　of　the　dreadful　wonder；　none　of　the

rich　fear；　the　connection　with　the　unknown；　or　the　reverence　of

love。　He　was；　however；　unaware　this　morning。　His　body　was　quiet

and　fulfilled；　his　veins　plete　with　satisfaction；　he　was

happy；　finished。

Again　she　went　home。　But　this　time　he　went　with　her。　He

wanted　to　stay　by　her。　He　wanted　her　to　marry　him。　It　was

already　July。　In　early　September　he　must　sail　for　India。　He

could　not　bear　to　think　of　going　alone。