It was all cleaned up in five minutes and the cloud drifted away after
other prey. The disappointed ones swooped round the empty barrel for a
time, and some of the bolder, or more hungry, or least intelligent,
came fluttering at the opening in the blanket-box as though set on
fresh meat at any cost, and he had to beat them back with his slat. It
was only when a score or more were flopping brokenly about the pile in
front of the box that the rest grew tired of so losing a game and sped
away to join the main body. As soon as the way was clear, he helped
her out of her nest and they got to their raft, and eventually safely
home.
But that was only an incident, though it confirmed her dislike and
dread of the pile. She still always insisted on going with him when he
had to go, and at such times they laboured long and hard, and got in
supplies enough for many weeks, and so went out there as seldom as
possible.
LXII
So, working, wandering, bathing, reading, hunting, fishing, eating,
sleeping, with hearts and minds stripped bare to one another and every
thought in common, they lived that first golden year of their married
life, and grew into still closer fellowship and communion, into still
clearer understanding of one another, into still greater
love,--although, at the beginning, all this would have seemed to them
impossible. But there are always heights and depths beyond, and will
be, until the final heights are scaled--and doubtless even then also.
And now, to one such depth and height they were drawing near, with a
touch of not unnatural fear on her part, as to an experience unknown
and invested with all the possibilities of life and death, and new life.
He cheered her with his own great confidence; and her reliance on his
professional knowledge, and the love he bore her, comforted her
mightily. But they both knew full well that, given all the knowledge
and love in the world, the certain issue of this great matter still lay
beyond the utmost power of man; and it sent them to their knees and
brought them nigher heaven than ever in their lives before.
It also set her very busily to work on tiny garments, which she had to
contrive as best she could from her very scant materials. And it set
him to the making of a cradle out of a very carefully-cleaned and
sand-scrubbed pork-barrel, which turned out an immense success and
filled him with great pride of accomplishment.
She was in the very best of health, without a trouble on her mind, and
rejoicing more than ever in his joy and pride in her. And these and
the free open-air life they led all made for good. He would not permit
her a despondent thought, though as the time drew near she not seldom,
for his sake, assumed a braver and more cheerful aspect than her heart
actually warranted.
But all went well, and within a day or two of the anniversary of their
wedding-day, their son, Wulfrey, was born and proved himself at once a
true Islander, lusty both of lung and limb.
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