d as she lifted her face；
that was radiant and rosy as a little cloud； his heart still
yearned over her； and； now from the distance； adored her。 She
had a flower…like presence which he adored as he stood far off；
a stranger。
The weeks passed on； the time drew near； they were very
gentle； and delicately happy。 The insistent； passionate； dark
soul； the powerful unsatisfaction in him seemed stilled and
tamed； the lion lay down with the lamb in him。
She loved him very much indeed； and he waited near her。 She
was a precious； remote thing to him at this time； as she waited
for her child。 Her soul was glad with an ecstasy because of the
ing infant。 She wanted a boy： oh； very much she wanted a
boy。
But she seemed so young and so frail。 She was indeed only a
girl。 As she stood by the fire washing herself……she was
proud to wash herself at this time……and he looked at her；
his heart was full of extreme tenderness for her。 Such fine；
fine limbs； her slim； round arms like chasing lights； and her
legs so simple and childish； yet so very proud。 Oh； she stood on
proud legs； with a lovely reckless balance of her full belly；
and the adorable little roundnesses； and the breasts being
important。 Above it all； her face was like a rosy cloud
shining。
How proud she was； what a lovely proud thing her young body！
And she loved hi