her any more。 Why could he not tell her any more？ She felt a
pang of disconsolate sadness。 But it was nothing。 She went to
him。
Her father came； and found them both very glowing； like an
open flower。 He loved to sit with them。 Where there was a
perfume of love； anyone who came must breathe it。 They were both
very quick and alive； lit up from the other…world； so that it
was quite an experience for them； that anyone else could
exist。
But still it troubled Will Brangwen a little； in his orderly；
conventional mind； that the established rule of things had gone
so utterly。 One ought to get up in the morning and wash oneself
and be a decent social being。 Instead； the two of them stayed in
bed till nightfall； and then got up； she never washed her face；
but sat there talking to her father as bright and shameless as a
daisy opened out of the dew。 Or she got up at ten o'clock； and
quite blithely went to bed again at three； or at half…past four；
stripping him naked in the daylight； and all so gladly and
perfectly； oblivious quite of his qualms。 He let her do as she
liked with him； and shone with strange pleasure。 She was to
dispose of him as she would。 He was translated with gladness to
be in her hands。 And dos； his
rules； his smaller beliefs； she scattered them like an expert
skittle…player。 He was very much astonished and d