Your　laurels。〃
  〃My　laurels；〃　I　repeated。　　〃Such　as　they　are；　I　fling　them　into　your
  lap。〃
  〃Do　you　think　they　increase　your　value　to　me；　Hugh？〃
  〃I　don't　know；〃　I　said　thickly。
  She　shook　her　head。
  〃No；　it's　you　I　likenot　the　laurels。〃
  〃But　if　you　care　for　me？〃　I　began。
  She　lifted　up　her　hands　and　folded　them　behind　the　knot　of　her　hair。
  〃It's　extraordinary　how　little　you　have　changed　since　we　were　children；
  Hugh。　　You　are　still　sixteen　years　old；　that's　why　I　like　you。　　If　you
  got　to　be　the　sultan　of　sultans　yourself；　I　shouldn't　like　you　any
  better；　or　any　worse。〃
  〃And　yet　you　have　just　declared　that　power　appeals　to　you！〃
  〃Poweryes。　　But　a　womana　woman　like　mewants　to　be　first；　or
  nothing。〃
  〃You　are　first；〃　I　asserted。　　〃You　always　have　been；　if　you　had　only
  realized　it。〃
  She　gazed　up　at　me　dreamily。
  〃If　you　had　only　realized　it！　　If　you　had　only　realized　that　all　I　wanted
  of　you　was　to　be　yourself。　　It　wasn't　what　you　achieved。　　I　didn't　want
  you　to　be　like　Ralph　or　the　others。〃
  〃Myself？　　What　are　you　trying　to　say？〃
  〃Yourself。　　Yes；　that　is　what　I　like　about　you。　　If　you　hadn't　been　in
  such　a　hurryif　you　hadn't　misjudged　me　so。　　It　was　the　power　in　you；
  the　craving；　the　ideal　in　you　that　I　cared　fornot　the　fruits　of　it。
  The　fruits　would　have　come　naturally。　　But　you　forced　them；　Hugh；　for
  quicker　results。〃
  〃What　kind　of　fruits？〃　I　asked。
  〃Ah；〃　she　exclaimed；　〃how　can　I　tell　what　they　might　have　been！　You　have
  striven　and　striven；　you　have　done　extraordinary　things；　but　have　they
  made　you　any　happier？　have　you　got　what　you　want？〃
  I　stooped　down　and　seized　her　wrists　from　behind　her　head。
  〃I　want　you；　Nancy；〃　I　said。　　〃I　have　always　wanted　you。　　You're　more
  wonderful　to…day　than　you　have　ever　been。　　I　could　find　myselfwith
  you。〃
  She　closed　her　eyes。　　A　dreamy　smile　was　on　her　face；　and　she　lay
  unresisting；　very　still。　　In　that　tremendous　moment；　for　which　it　seemed
  I　had　waited　a　lifetime；　I　could　have　taken　her　in　my　armsand　yet　I　did
  not。　　I　could　not　tell　why：　perhaps　it　was　because　she　seemed　to　have
  passed　beyond　mefar　beyondin　realization。　　And　she　was　so　still！
  〃We　have　missed　the　way；　Hugh；〃　she　whispered；　at　last。
  〃But　we　can　find　it　again；　if　we　seek　it　together；〃　I　urged。
  〃Ah；　if　I　only　could！〃　she　said。　　〃I　could　have　once。　　But　now　I'm
  afraidafraid　of　getting　lost。〃　　Slowly　she　straightened　up；　her　hands
  falling　into　her　lap。　　I　seized　them　again；　I　was　on　my　knees　in　front　of
  her；　before　the　fire；　and　she；　intent；　looking　down　at　me；　into　me；
  through　me　it　seemedat　something　beyond　which　yet　was　me。
  〃Hugh；〃　she　asked；　〃what　do　you　believe？　　Anything？〃
  〃What　do　I　believe？〃
  〃Yes。　　I　don't　mean　any　cant；　cut…and…dried　morality。　　The　world　is
  getting　beyond　that。　　But　have　you；　in　your　secret　soul；　any　religion　at
  all？　　Do　you　ever　think　about　it？　　I'm　not　speaking　about　anything
  orthodox；　but　some　religioneven　a　tiny　speck　of　it；　a　germharmonizing
  with　life；　with　that　power　we　feel　in　us　we　seek　to　express　and
  continually　violate。〃
  〃Nancy！〃　I　exclaimed。
  〃Answer　meanswer　me　truthfully；〃　she　said。。。。
  I　was　silent；　my　thoughts　whirling　like　dust　atoms　in　a　storm。
  〃You　have　always　taken　thingstaken　what　you　wanted。　　But　they　haven't
  satisfied　you；　convinced　you　that　that　is　all　of　life。〃
  〃Do　you　meanthat　we　should　renounce？〃　I　faltered。
  〃I　don't　know　what　I　mean。　　I　am　asking；　Hugh；　asking。　　Haven't　you　any
  clew？　　Isn't　there　any　voice　in　you；　anywhere；　deep　down；　that　can　tell
  me？　give　me　a　hint？　just　a　little　one？〃
  I　was　wracked。　　My　passion　had　not　left　me；　it　seemed　to　be　heightened；
  and　I　pressed　her　hands　against　her　knees。　　It　was　incredible　that　my
  hands　should　be　there；　in　hers；　feeling　her。　　Her　beauty　seemed　as　fresh；
  as　un…wasted　as　the　day；　long　since；　when　I　despaired　of　her。　　And　yet
  and　yet　against　the　tumult　and　beating　of　this　passion　striving　to　throb
  down　thought；　thought　strove。　　Though　I　saw　her　as　a　woman；　my　senses　and
  my　spirit　commingled　and　swooned　together。
  〃This　is　life；〃　I　murmured；　scarcely　knowing　what　I　said。
  〃Oh；　my　dear！〃　she　cried；　and　her　voice　pierced　me　with　pain；　〃are　we　to
  be　lost；　overpowered；　engulfed；　swept　down　its　stream；　to　come　up　below
  driftingwreckage？　　Where；　then；　would　be　your　power？　　I'm　not　speaking
  of　myself。　　Isn't　life　more　than　that？　　Isn't　it　in　us；　too；in　you？
  Think；　Hugh。　　Is　there　no　god；　anywhere；　but　this　force　we　feel；
  restlessly　creating　only　to　destroy？　　You　must　answeryou　must　find
  out。〃
  I　cannot　describe　the　pleading　passion　in　her　voice；　as　though　hell　and
  heaven　were　wrestling　in　it。　　The　woman　I　saw；　tortured　yet　uplifted；　did
  not　seem　to　be　Nancy；　yet　it　was　the　woman　I　loved　more　than　life　itself
  and　always　had　loved。
  〃I　can't　think；〃　I　answered　desperately；　〃I　can　only　feeland　I　can't
  express　what　I　feel。　　It's　mixed；　it's　dim；　and　yet　bright　and　shining
  it's　you。〃
  〃No；　it's　you；〃　she　said　vehemently。　　〃Yon　must　interpret　it。〃　　Her　voice
  sank：　〃Could　it　be　God？〃　she　asked。
  〃God！〃　I　exclaimed　sharply。
  Her　hands　fell　away　from　mine。。。。　　The　silence　was　broken　only　by　the
  crackling　of　the　wood　fire　as　a　log　turned　over　and　fell。　　Never　before；
  in　all　our　intercourse　that　I　could　remember；　had　she　spoken　to　me　about
  religion。。。。　　With　that　apparent　snap　in　continuity　incomprehensible　to
  the　masculine　mind…her　feminine　mood　had　changed。　　Elements　I　had　never
  suspected；　in　Nancy；　awe；　even　a　hint　of　despair；　entered　into　it；　and
  when　my　hand　found　hers　again；　the　very　quality　of　its　convulsive
  pressure　seemed　to　have　changed。　　I　knew　then　that　it　was　her　soul
  I　loved　most；　I　had　been　swept　all　unwittingly　to　its　very　altar。
  〃I　believe　it　is　God；〃　I　said。　　But　she　continued　to　gaze　at　me；　her　lips
  parted；　her　eyes　questioning。
  〃Why　is　it；〃　she　demanded；　〃that　after　all　these　centuries　of　certainty
  we　should　have　to　start　out　to　find　him　again？　　Why　is　it　when　something
  happens　likelike　this；　that　we　should　suddenly　be　torn　with　doubts
  about　him；　when　we　have　lived　the　best　part　of　our　lives　without　so　much
  as　thinking　of　him？〃
  〃Why　should　you　have　qualms？〃　I　said。　　〃Isn't　this　enough？　and　doesn't　it
  promiseall？〃
  〃I　don't　know。　　They're　not　qualmsin　the　old　sense。〃　　She　smiled　down
  at　me　a　little　tearfully。　　〃Hugh；　do　you　remember　when　we　used　to　go　to
  Sunday…school　at　Dr。　Pound's　church；　and　Mrs。　Ewan　taught　us？　　I　really
  believed　something　thenthat　Moses　brought　down　the　ten　commandments　of
  God　from　the　mountain；　all　written　out　definitely　for　ever　and　ever。　　And
  I　used　to　think　of　marriage〃　（I　felt　a　sharp　twinge）；　〃of　marriage　as
  something　sacred　and　inviolable；something　ordained　by　God　himself。　　It
  ought　to　be　sooughtn't　it？　　That　is　the　ideal。〃
  〃Yesbut　aren't　you　confusing？〃　I　began。
  〃I　am　confusing　and　confused。　　I　shouldn't　beI　shouldn't　care　if　there
  weren't　something　in　you；　in　me；　in　ourfriendship；　_　something　I　can't
  explain；　something　that　shines　still　through　the　fog　and　the　smoke　in
  which　we　have　lived　our　livessomething　which；　I　think；　we　saw　clearer
  as　children。　　We　have　lost　it　in　our　hasty　groping。　　Oh；　Hugh；　I　couldn't
  bear　to　think　that　we　should　never　find　it！　that　it　doesn't　really　exist！
  Because　I　seem　to　feel　it。　　But　can　we　find　it　this　way；　my　dear？〃　　Her
  hand　tightened　on　mine。
  〃But　if　the　force　drawing　us　together；　that　has　always　drawn　us　together；
  is　God？〃　I　objected。
  〃I　asked　you；〃　she　said。　　〃The　time　must　come　when　you　must　answer；　Hugh。
  It　may　be　too　late；　but　you　must　answer。〃
  〃I　believe　in　taking　life　in　my　own　hands；〃　I　said。
  〃It　ought　to　be　life；〃　said　Nancy。　　〃Itit　might　have　been　life。。。。　　It
  is　only　when　a　moment；　a　moment　like　this　comes　that　the　quality　of　what
  we　have　lived　seems　so　tarnished；　that　the　atmosphere　which　we　ourselves
  have　helped　to　make　is　so　sordid。　　When　I　think　of　the　intrigues；　and
  divorces；　the　self…indulgences；when　I　think　of　my　own　marriage〃　her
  voice　caught。　　〃How　are　we　going　to　better　it；　Hugh；　this　way？　　Am　I　to
  get　that　part　of　you　I　love；　and　are　you　to　get　what　you　crave　in　me？
  Can　we　just　seize　happiness？　　Will　it　not　elude　us　just　as　much　as　though
  we　believed　firmly　in　the　ten　commandments？〃
  〃No；〃　I　declared　obstinately。
  She　shook　her　head。
  〃What　I'm　afraid　of　is　that　the　world　isn't　made　that　wayfor　youfor
  me。　　We're　permitted　to　seize　those　other　things　because　they're　just
  baubles；　we've　both　found　out　how　worthless　they　are。　　And　the　worst　of
  it　is　they've　made　me　a　coward；　Hugh。　　It　isn't　that　I　couldn't　do
  without　them；　I've　come　to　depend　on　them　in　another　way。　　It's　because
  they　give　me　a　certain　protection；do　you　see？　they've　come　to　stand　in
  the　place　of　the　real　convictions　we've　lost。　　Andwell；　we've　taken　the
  baubles；　can　we　reach　out　our　hands　and　takethis？　　Won't　we　be　punished
  for　it；　frightfully　punished？〃
  〃I　don't　care　if　we　are；〃　I　said；　and　surprised　myself。
  〃But　I　care。　　It's　weak；　it's　cowardly；　but　it's　so。　　And　yet　I　want　to
  face　the　situationI'm　trying　to　get　you　to　face　it；　to　realize　how
  terrible　it　is。〃
  〃I　only　know　that　I　want　you　above　everything　else　in　the　worldI'll
  take　care　of　you〃
  I　seized