—Go! By the will of God, go!
Leave me what my life has bled away
To find at the Bottom ...
The bell rang. His eyes were quickened, for his senses knew not her but that the bell rang.
Fanny got up. He was fixed.... She felt a stirring under her heart.
“Hush, Edith my child,” she murmured, getting up.
Her body was stiff and leaden. But she felt with all her body how his eyes were quickened. Her own eyes turned her about.
Fanny moved with her eyes. His eyes, stirring to life beyond her, were within her womb like a child unborn.... “Hush Edith!”
She moved through the tunnelling hall, a shadow darker than it, about eyes that were wells of fire. She had put back the chain upon the door. Groping she loosed it. Thelma burst in....
Thelma Clark was there: exhilerant, laughing, savage.
“O you dear ... waiting all this time for me.” She swayed. “In the dark! Waiting, you sillies, with a candle between you. What’s the matter with the gas?”
The room flared bright.