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PART II - CHAPTER II
A SHADOW IN SPRING

would wander from the rest, and loiter, and, for a game, we played a sort of hide-and-seek with the party. They thought we 'd gone, and they went and locked the door. Then she pretended to be frightened and clung to me, and said what would they think, and hid her face in my coat. I took her and kissed her, and we made it up properly. I found out afterwards-she actually told me-she 'd got the idea from a sloppy French novel-the Romance of a Poor Young Man. I was the Poor Young Man.
'We got married. She gave me a living she had in her patronage, and we went to live at her Hall. She wouldn't let me out of her sight. Lord!-we were an infatuated couple-and she would choose to view me in an aesthetic light. I was Greek statues for her, bless you: Croton, Hercules, I don't _know what! She had her own way too much-I let her do as she liked with me.
`Then gradually she got tired-it took her three years to be really glutted with me. I had a physique then-for that matter I have now.'
He held out his arm to me, and bade me try his muscle. I was startled. The hard flesh almost filled his sleeve.
`Ah,' he continued, `you don't know what it is to have the pride of a body like mine. But she wouldn't have children-no, she wouldn't-said she daren't. That was the root of the difference at first. But she cooled down, and if you don't know the pride of my body you 'd never know my humiliation. I tried to remonstrate-and she looked simply astounded at my cheek. I never got over that amazement.
`She began to get souly. A poet got hold of her, and she began to affect Burne-Jones-or Waterhouse-it was Waterhouse-she was a lot like one of his women-Lady of Shalott, I believe. At any rate, she got souly, and I was her animal-son animal-son bceuf. I put up with that for above a year. Then I got some servants' clothes and went.
`I was seen in France-then in Australia-though I never left England. I was supposed to have died in the ' bush. She married a young fellow. Then I was proved to have died, and I read a little obituary notice on myself

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