n't have so much as noticed her。 He would have liked to invent something； get her to make…believe with him that some passage of a romantic or critical kind HAD originally occurred。 He was really almost reaching out in imaginationas against timefor something that would do； and saying to himself that if it didn't come this sketch of a fresh start would show for quite awkwardly bungled。 They would separate； and now for no second or no third chance。 They would have tried and not succeeded。 Then it was； just at the turn； as he afterwards made it out to himself； that； everything else failing； she herself decided to take up the case and； as it were； save the situation。 He felt as soon as she spoke that she had been consciously keeping back what she said and hoping to get on without it； a scruple in her that immensely touched him when； by the end of three or four minutes more； he was able to measure it。 What she brought out； at any rate； quite cleared the air and supplied the linkthe link it was so odd he should frivolously have managed to lose。
〃You know you told me something I've never forgotten and that again and again has made me think of you since； it was that tremendously hot day when we went to Sorrento； across the bay； for the breeze。 What I allude to was what you said to me； on the way back； as we sat under the awning of the boat enjoying the cool。 Have you forgotten？〃
He had forgotten； and was even more surprised than ashamed。 But the great thing was that he saw in this no vulgar reminder of any 〃sweet〃 speech。 The vanity of women had long memories； but she was making no claim on him of a compliment or a mistake。 With another woman； a totally different one； he might have feared the recall possibly even some imbecile 〃offer。〃 So； in having to say that he had indeed forgotten； he was conscious rather of a loss than of a gain； he already saw an interest in the matter of her mention。 〃I try to thinkbut I give it up。 Yet I remember the Sorrento day。〃
〃I'm not very sure you do；〃 May Bartram after a moment said； 〃and I'm not very sure I ought to want you to。 It's dreadful to bring a person back at any time to what he was ten years before。 If you've lived away from it；〃 she smiled； 〃so much the better。〃
〃Ah if YOU haven't why should I？〃 he asked。
〃Lived away； you mean； from what I myself was？〃
〃From what I was。 I was of course an ass；〃 Marcher went on； 〃but I would rather know from you just the sort of ass I was thanfrom the moment you have something in your mindnot know anything。〃
Still； however； she hesitated。 〃But if you've completely ceased to be that sort？〃
〃Why I can then all the more bear to know。 Besides； perhaps I haven't。〃
〃Perhaps。 Yet if you haven't；〃 she added； 〃I should suppose you'd remember。 Not indeed that I in the least connect with my impression the invidious name you use。 If I had only thought you foolish；〃 she explained； 〃the thing I speak of wouldn't so have remained with me。 It was about yourself。〃 She waited as if it might come to him； but as； only meeting her eyes in wonder； he gave no sign； she burnt her ships。 〃Has it ever happened？〃
Then it was that； while he continued to stare； a light broke for him and the blood slowly came to his face； which began to burn with recognition。
〃Do you mean I told you？〃 But he faltered； lest what came to him shouldn't be right； lest he should only give himself away。
〃It was something about yourself that it was natural one shouldn't forgetthat is if one remembered you at all。 That's why I ask you；〃 she smiled； 〃if the thing you then spoke of has ever come to pass？〃
Oh then he saw； but he was lost in wonder and found himself embarrassed。 This； he also saw； made her sorry for him； as if her allusion had been a mistake。 It took him but a moment； however； to feel it hadn't been； much as it had been a surprise。 After the first little shock of it her knowledge on the contrary began； even if rather strangely； to taste sweet to him。 She was the only other person in the world then who would have it； and she had had it all these years； while the fact of his having so breathed his secret had unaccountably faded from him。 No wonder they couldn't have met as if nothing had happened。 〃I judge；〃 he finally said； 〃that I know what you mean。 Only I had strangely enough lost any sense of having taken you so far into my confidence。〃
〃Is it because you've taken so many others as well？〃
〃I've taken nobody。 Not a creature since then。〃
〃So that I'm the only person who knows？〃
〃The only person in the world。〃
〃Well；〃 she quickly replied； 〃I myself have never spoken。 I've never； never repeated of you what you told me。〃 She looked at him so that he perfectly believed her。 Their eyes met over it in such a way that he was without a doubt。 〃And I never will。〃
She spoke with an earnestness that； as if almost excessive； put him at ease about her possible derision。 Somehow the whole question was a new luxury to himthat is from the moment she was in possession。 If she didn't take the sarcastic view she clearly took the sympathetic； and that was what he had had； in all the long time； from no one whomsoever。 What he felt was that he couldn't at present have begun to tell her； and yet could profit perhaps exquisitely by the accident of having done so of old。 〃Please don't then。 We're just right as it is。〃
〃Oh I am；〃 she laughed； 〃if you are！〃 To which she added： 〃Then you do still feel in the same way？〃
It was impossible he shouldn't take to himself that she was really interested； though it all kept coining as a perfect surprise。 He had thought of himself so long as abominably alone； and lo he wasn't alone a bit。 He hadn't been； it appeared； for an hour since those moments on the Sorrento boat。 It was she who had been； he seemed to see as he looked at hershe who had been made so by the graceless fact of his lapse of fidelity。 To tell her what he had told herwhat had it been but to ask something of her？ something that she had given； in her charity； without his having； by a remembrance； by a return of the spirit； failing another encounter； so much as thanked her。 What he had asked of her had been simply at first not to laugh at him。 She had beautifully not done so for ten years； and she was not doing so now。 So he had endless gratitude to make up。 Only for that he must see just how he had figured to her。 〃What； exactly； was the account I gave？〃
〃Of the way you did feel？ Well； it was very simple。 You said you had had from your earliest time； as the deepest thing within you； the sense of being kept for something rare and strange； possibly prodigious and terrible； that was sooner or later to happen to you； that you had in your bones the foreboding and the conviction of； and that would perhaps overwhelm you。〃
〃Do you call that very simple？〃 John Marcher asked。
She thought a moment。 〃It was perhaps because I seemed； as you spoke； to understand it。〃
〃You do understand it？〃 he eagerly asked。
Again she kept her kind eyes on him。 〃You still have the belief？〃
〃Oh！〃 he exclaimed helplessly。 There was too much to say。
〃Whatever it's to be；〃 she clearly made out； 〃it hasn't yet come。〃
He shook his head in complete surrender now。 〃It hasn't yet come。 Only； you know； it isn't anything I'm to do； to achieve in the world； to be distinguished or admired for。 I'm not such an ass as THAT。 It would be much better； no doubt； if I were。〃
〃It's to be something you're merely to suffer？〃
〃Well； say to wait forto have to meet； to face； to see suddenly break out in my life； possibly destroying all further consciousness； possibly annihilating me； possibly； on the other hand； only altering everything； striking at the root of all my world and leaving me to the consequences； however they shape themselves。〃
She took this in； but the light in her eyes continued for him not to be that of mockery。 〃Isn't what you describe perhaps but the expectationor at any rate the sense of danger； familiar to so many peopleof falling in love？〃
John Marcher thought。 〃Did you ask me that before？〃
〃NoI wasn't so free…and…easy then。 But it's what strikes me now。〃
〃Of course；〃 he said after a moment； 〃it strikes you。 Of course it strikes ME。 Of course what's in store for me may be no more than that。 The only thing is；〃 he went on； 〃that I think if it had been that I should by this time know。〃
〃Do you mean because you've BEEN in love？〃 And then as he but looked at her in silence： 〃You've been in love； and it hasn't meant such a cataclysm； hasn't proved the great affair？〃
〃Here I am； you see。 It hasn't been overwhelming。〃
〃Then it hasn't been love；〃 said May Bartram。
〃Well； I at least thought it was。 I took it for thatI've taken it till now。 It was agreeable； it was delightful； it was miserable；〃 he explained。 〃But it wasn't strange。 It wasn't what my affair's to be。〃
〃You want something all to yourselfsomething that nobody else knows or HAS known？〃
〃It isn't a question of what I 'want'God knows I don't want anything。 It's only a question of the apprehension that haunts me… …that I live with day by day。〃
He said this so lucidly and consistently that he could see it further impose itself。 If she hadn't been interested before she'd have been interested now。
〃Is it a sense of coming violence？〃
Evidently now too again he liked to talk of it。 〃I don't think of it aswhen it does comenecessarily violent。 I only think of it as natural and as of course above all unmistakeable。 I think of it simply as THE thing。 THE thing will of itself appear natural。〃
〃Then how will it appear strange？〃
Marcher bethought himself。 〃It won'tto ME。〃
〃To whom then？〃
〃Well；〃 he replied； smiling at last； 〃say to you。〃
〃Oh then I'm to be present？〃
〃Why you are presentsince you know。〃
〃I see。〃 She turned it over。 〃But I mean at the catastrophe。〃
At this； for a minute； their lightness gave way to their gravity； it was as if the long look they exchanged held them together。 〃It will only depend on yourselfif you'll watch with me。〃
〃Are you afraid？〃 she asked。
〃Don't leave me now；〃 he went on。
〃Are you afraid？〃 she repeated。
〃Do you think me simply out of my mind？〃 he pu