I have an idea we won't stay
there long, either, but travel on toward the East. I do like islands,
and there are quantities, quarts, to see in the Pacific." She put her
arms, from which the wide sleeves fell back, around his neck, drew him
close to her. "It doesn't matter where I am, if it is with you. I love
you, Lee, and I am happy because I know we'll always have each other.
We are not so very young, you see, and there isn't a great deal of time
left, not enough to grow tired, to change in.
"I wake up at night, sometimes, with that tiresome pain at my heart, as
though it were too full of you, and, for a little, I'm confused--it is
all so strange. I think, for a moment, that I am still with William,
and I can't imagine what has happened to the room. It frightens me
dreadfully, and then I remember: it isn't William and the house on
Sixty-sixth Street, but you, Lee, and Cuba. We're together with nothing
in the world to spoil our joy. And, when we are old, we shall sit side
by side at Etretat, I am sure, and watch the sea, and the young people
in love under the gay marquees, and remember. Then we'll be married and
more respectable than the weather-vanes. I want that on your account; I
don't care; but you would worry, I am afraid. You are serious and a
conscientious man, Lee.
"But, before that, I want to spend all my feeling, I don't want a
thrill left, lost; I want to empty and exhaust myself.
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