“I walked out of her room into the hallway,” he explained. “My friend
had come upstairs and was standing in the hallway lighting a lamp that
was fastened to a bracket on the wall. You can perhaps imagine the
things that were going through my mind. My friend looked at me, as yet
knowing nothing. You see, he did not yet know that woman was in the
house, but he had seen me walk out of the room. He had just lighted the
lamp when I came out and closed the door behind me and the light fell
on my face. There must have been something that startled him. Later
we never spoke of the matter at all. As it turned out every one was
embarrassed and made self-conscious by what had occurred and what was
still to occur.
“I must have walked out of the room like a man walking in sleep. What
was in my mind? What had been in my mind when I stood there beside her
naked body and even before that? It was a situation that might not
occur again in a lifetime. You have just now seen how your mother went
out of this room. You are wondering, I dare say, what is in her mind.
I can tell you of that. There is nothing in her mind. She has made her
mind a blank empty place into which nothing that matters can come. She
has spent a lifetime at that, as I dare say most people have.
“As for that evening when I stood in the hallway, with the light of
that lamp shining on me and with my friend looking and wondering what
was the matter--that, after all, is what I must try to tell you about.”
He was partially dressed now and again Jane was sitting upright on the
bed. He came to sit in his shirt sleeves beside her. Long afterward
she remembered how extraordinarily young he looked at that moment.
He seemed intent on making her understand fully everything that had
happened. “Well, you understand,” he said slowly, “that although she
had seen my friend and his sister before, she had never seen me. At the
same time she knew I was to stay in the house during her visit. No
doubt she had been having thoughts about the strange young man she was
to meet and it is also true I had been having thoughts about her.
“Even at the moment when I walked, thus nude, into her presence she was
a living thing in my mind. And when she came up to me, out of sleep you
see, before she had time to think, I was a living thing to her then.
What living things we were to each other we dared understand but for
a moment. I know that now, but for many years after that happened I
didn’t know and was only confused.
“I was confused also when I came out into the hallway and stood before
my friend. You understand that he did not yet know she was in the
house. I had to tell him something and it was like having to tell in
some public way the secret of what happens between two people in a
moment of love.
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