Fritzi Klose
December 25th 07, 08:01 PM
to have awakened Katharine, if he
could have achieved it, would have been like a seduction, although she was
his wife.
But the rest of the story had got to be written down. He wrote:
I turned up the lamp. When I saw her in the light--
After the darkness the feeble light of the paraffin lamp had seemed
very bright. For the first time he could see the woman properly. He had
taken a step towards her and then halted, full of lust and terror. He was
painfully conscious of the risk he had taken in coming here. It was
perfectly possible that the patrols would catch him on the way out: for
that matter they might be waiting outside the door at this moment. If he
went away without even doing what he had come here to do--!
It had got to be written down, it had got to be confessed. What he had
suddenly seen in the lamplight was that the woman was old. The paint was
plastered so thick on her face that it looked as though it might crack like
a cardboard mask. There were streaks of white in her hair; but the truly
dreadful detail was that her mouth had fallen a little o
could have achieved it, would have been like a seduction, although she was
his wife.
But the rest of the story had got to be written down. He wrote:
I turned up the lamp. When I saw her in the light--
After the darkness the feeble light of the paraffin lamp had seemed
very bright. For the first time he could see the woman properly. He had
taken a step towards her and then halted, full of lust and terror. He was
painfully conscious of the risk he had taken in coming here. It was
perfectly possible that the patrols would catch him on the way out: for
that matter they might be waiting outside the door at this moment. If he
went away without even doing what he had come here to do--!
It had got to be written down, it had got to be confessed. What he had
suddenly seen in the lamplight was that the woman was old. The paint was
plastered so thick on her face that it looked as though it might crack like
a cardboard mask. There were streaks of white in her hair; but the truly
dreadful detail was that her mouth had fallen a little o