love came out of the ashes of this last pain。
Directly； it occurred to her that she was with child。 There
was a great trembling of wonder and anticipation through her
soul。 She wanted a child。 Not that she loved babies so much；
though she was touched by all young things。 But she wanted to
bear children。 And a certain hunger in her heart wanted to unite
her husband with herself； in a child。
She wanted a son。 She felt； a son would be everything。 She
wanted to tell her husband。 But it was such a trembling；
intimate thing to tell him； and he was at this time hard and
unresponsive。 So that she went away and wept。 It was such a
waste of a beautiful opportunity； such a frost that nipped in
the bud one of the beautiful moments of her life。 She went about
heavy and tremulous with her secret； wanting to touch him； oh；
most delicately； and see his face； dark and sensitive； attend to
her news。 She waited and waited for him to bee gentle and
still towards her。 But he was always harsh and he bullied
her。
So that the buds shrivelled from her confidence； she was
chilled。 She went down to the Marsh。
〃Well；〃 said her father； looking at her and seeing her at the
first glance； 〃what's amiss wi' you now？〃
The tears came at the touch of his careful love。
〃Nothing；〃 she said。
〃Can't you hit it off； you two？〃 he said。
〃He's