Capitolo 55
her. For one minute or two she could not remember or you/he/she could recall to
her as it had all need. It was too much remote from anything
in his/her awake thought and precedent, also dream-as, too much impossible. Then
an inexpressible horror unawares flashed her/it on. Its face lined up the text
warm. The shame and terror overcame her/it. You buried his/her head in his/her hands
in an agony of reverential fear. Its his/her own love was really literally outraged.
It precisely was not remorse; it precisely was not fear; it was a strange
feeling creeping of ineffable disgust and the incredulous amazement.
There could be but an explanation of this impossible episode. You
be due to go once everything in angry! You have to be a frantic lunatic!
An only thought usurped its whole soul. If her same is going become rabid--if
this was really the folly--she was never able, never, never--he marries Cyril
Being careful.
For in a shine of the intuition she now knew that. You knew that she was in
with love. You knew that he loved him.
At that time wild to wake up the whole rest nothing cared him.
The solitary idea what time you/he/she has crossed his/her head as the impulse to
dance had crossed him last night, it was the idea that she was able
careful Cyril Stando never gets married him. And if careful Cyril Stando had been able her to see
only then! its cheeks still burned a brighter scarlet color to that thought
what also before. A suffused of the virgin blush his/her chin face
to forehead. The virgin sense of the shame consumed and devoured her/it.
Was it angry? Was it angry? And was it this one shiny interval?
To the moment as her it still placed on his/her bed all they dressed, and with her
you face in his/her hands, trembling for the a lot of shame that a small knock has played
provisionally to the door of his/her bedroom. It was a timid knock, small,
very low and soft, and, as is, while asking. It seemed to say
in a kind of excuse of low tone, "I don't know, if you are
awake or not only still; and if still you are dormant, you pray you don't leave