第60部分(第6/9 頁)

His　will　was　set　and　straining　with　all　its　tension　to

enpass　him　and　pel　her。　If　he　could　only　pel　her。　He

seemed　to　be　annihilated。　She　was　cold　and　hard　and　pact　of

brilliance　as　the　moon　itself；　and　beyond　him　as　the　moonlight

was　beyond　him；　never　to　be　grasped　or　known。　If　he　could　only

set　a　bond　round　her　and　pel　her！

So　they　danced　four　or　five　dances；　always　together；　always

his　will　being　more　tense；　his　body　more　subtle；　playing　upon

her。　And　still　he　had　not　got　her；　she　was　hard　and　bright　as

ever；　intact。　But　he　must　weave　himself　round　her；　enclose　her；

enclose　her　in　a　net　of　shadow；　of　darkness；　so　she　would　be

like　a　bright　creature　gleaming　in　a　net　of　shadows；　caught。

Then　he　would　have　her；　he　would　enjoy　her。　How　he　would　enjoy

her；　when　she　was　caught。

At　last；　when　the　dance　was　over；　she　would　not　sit　down；　she

walked　away。　He　came　with　his　arm　round　her；　keeping　her　upon

the　movement　of　his　walking。　And　she　seemed　to　agree。　She　was

bright　as　a　piece　of　moonlight；　as　bright　as　a　steel　blade；　he

seemed　to　be　clasping　a　blade　that　hurt　him。　Yet　he　would　clasp

her；　if　it　killed　him。

They　went　towards　the　stackyard。　There　he　saw；　with　something

like　terror；　the　great　new　stacks　of　corn　glistening　and

gleaming　transfigured；　silvery　and　present　under　the　night…blue

sky；　throwing　dark；　substanti