While their words skimmed jerkily above the subjects in which they were
really interested, and their thoughts weighed, appraised, and at times
depreciated, more deeply, an even more underlying, more ancient set of
forces were at work. Eyes talk a language that thoughts would deny;
certain proximities bind closer than the unthinking iron to the
insensate magnet; above and below speech and meditation, unseen selves
meet, measure, and mate, dragging tardy consciousness into situations
it thinks are of its planning. These calls and greetings date back of
life's long blundering on the harsh land, back to the life-cradling sea:
they speak with the unconscious weight of slow millenniums of mindless
love. They are kin to the cord that binds the falling apple to the
earth, the earth to the sun, the sun to the far starry outposts of the
visible universe, and it to the invisible majesty beyond. The infinite
pull of material attraction does not sleep: nor do these forces tire of
their ancient tasks. Love, rooted deep in life, and born of older ties,
does not cease its endless search, its tenacious intangible clasp of
what it needs to round its unique need into a blent ecstasy.
There are those who deny romance to a love kin to gravitation and issue
of insect matings. They are this far right, that romance is a late
by-blow of the ageless creative hunger.
Pelham took Jane back conscientiously shortly after eleven. They had not
mentioned the mining situation. The silent hours after their parting
were full of the subtle working of those hidden forces whose power they
had begun to feel, there upon the narrow coping above the little park.
X
The next morning, Pelham put in a requisition at the library for the
book he had commenced. Within the week he received it.
It was thrilling reading--setting at war, in each chapter, his keen
mind, which approved at once of its unanswerable insight, and his
emotions and prejudices, which balked and struggled against the
shattering, one by one, of their ancient idols. It was slow reading: he
would finish a chapter, the greater part of him ready to scoff at its
conclusions, which must be based upon sophistries; and then, to detect
the latent fallacies, he would go over it at once, and find that the
rereading merely riveted the intellectual effect the first perusal had
produced.
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