Chapter 95

She perplexed him. So quickly had their intimacy ripened that he felt that he could say anything to her—and she to him, but the saying of things can be like throwing a stone into still water. She was still water. She gave him the impression of the inexpressible, of the subtlety of feeling that cannot be rendered into words. He felt resistances that were not calculable. And sometimes when she spoke—and gave him back words after he had pressed words upon her, he was made to think of little drops of blood escaping. Sh…