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her　any　more。　Why　could　he　not　tell　her　any　more？　She　felt　a

pang　of　disconsolate　sadness。　But　it　was　nothing。　She　went　to

him。

Her　father　came；　and　found　them　both　very　glowing；　like　an

open　flower。　He　loved　to　sit　with　them。　Where　there　was　a

perfume　of　love；　anyone　who　came　must　breathe　it。　They　were　both

very　quick　and　alive；　lit　up　from　the　other…world；　so　that　it

was　quite　an　experience　for　them；　that　anyone　else　could

exist。

But　still　it　troubled　Will　Brangwen　a　little；　in　his　orderly；

conventional　mind；　that　the　established　rule　of　things　had　gone

so　utterly。　One　ought　to　get　up　in　the　morning　and　wash　oneself

and　be　a　decent　social　being。　Instead；　the　two　of　them　stayed　in

bed　till　nightfall；　and　then　got　up；　she　never　washed　her　face；

but　sat　there　talking　to　her　father　as　bright　and　shameless　as　a

daisy　opened　out　of　the　dew。　Or　she　got　up　at　ten　o'clock；　and

quite　blithely　went　to　bed　again　at　three；　or　at　half…past　four；

stripping　him　naked　in　the　daylight；　and　all　so　gladly　and

perfectly；　oblivious　quite　of　his　qualms。　He　let　her　do　as　she

liked　with　him；　and　shone　with　strange　pleasure。　She　was　to

dispose　of　him　as　she　would。　He　was　translated　with　gladness　to

be　in　her　hands。　And　dos；　his

rules；　his　smaller　beliefs；　she　scattered　them　like　an　expert

skittle…player。　He　was　very　much　astonished　and　delighted　to　see

them　scatter。

He　stood　and　gazed　and　grinned　with　wonder　whilst　his　Tablets

of　Stone　went　bounding　and　bumping　and　splintering　down　the

hill；　dislodged　for　ever。　Indeed；　it　was　true　as　they　said；　that

a　man　wasn't　born　before　he　was　married。　What　a