Chapter XLVII

It was after dinner. As usual Walter sat by the lamp and read. He read every evening till Kitty went to bed and then went into a laboratory which he had fitted up in one of the bungalow's empty rooms. Here he worked late into the night. He slept little. He was occupied with she knew not what experiments. He told her nothing of his work; but even in the old days he had been reticent on this: he was not by nature expansive. She thought deeply of what he had just said to her: the conversation had led to nothing. She knew him so little that she could not be sure if he was speaking the truth or not. Was it possible that, whereas, he now existed so ominously for her, she had entirely ceased to exist for him? Her conversation, which had entertained him once because he loved her, now that he loved her no longer might be merely tedious to him. It mortified her.

She looked at him. The light of the lamp displayed his profile as though it were a cameo. With his regular and finely-cut features it was very distinguished, but it was more than severe, it was grim: that immobility of his, only his eyes moving as he perused each page, was vaguely terrifying. Who would have thought that this hard face could be melted by passion to such a tenderness of expression? She knew and it excited in her a little shiver of distaste. It was strange that though he was good-looking as well as honest, reliable and talented, it had been so impossible for her to love him. It was a relief that she need never again submit to his caresses.

He would not answer when she had asked him whether in forcing her to come here he had really wished to kill her. The mystery of this fascinated and horrified her. He was so extraordinarily kind; it was incredible that he could have had such a devilish intention. He must have suggested it only to frighten her and to get back on Charlie (that would be like his sardonic humour), and then from obstinacy or from fear of looking foolish insisted on her going through with it.

Yes, he said he despised himself. What did he mean by that? Once again Kitty looked at his calm, cool face. She might not even be in the room, he was so unconscious of her.

"Why do you despise yourself?" she asked, hardly knowing that she spoke, as though she were continuing without a break the earlier conversation.

He put down his book and observed her reflectively. He seemed to gather his thoughts from a remote distance.

"Because I loved you."

She flushed and looked away. She could not bear his cold, steady and appraising gaze. She understood what he meant. It was a little while before she answered.

"I think you do me an injustice," she said. "It's not fair to blame me because I was silly and frivolous and vulgar. I was brought up like that. All the girls I know are like that.. . It's like reproaching someone who has no ear for music because he's bored at a symphony concert. Is it fair to blame me because you ascribed to me qualities I hadn't got? I never tried to deceive you by pretending I was anything I wasn't. I was just pretty and gay. You don't ask for a pearl necklace or a sable coat at a booth in a fair; you ask for a tin trumpet and a toy balloon."

"I don't blame you."

His voice was weary. She was beginning to feel a trifle impatient with him. Why could he not realise, what suddenly had become so clear to her, that, beside all the terror of death under whose shadow they lay and beside the awe of the beauty which she had caught a glimpse of that day, their own affairs were trivial? What did it really matter if a silly woman had committed adultery and why should her husband, face to face with the sublime, give it a thought? It was strange that Walter with all his cleverness should have so little sense of proportion. Because he had dressed a doll in gorgeous robes and set her in a sanctuary to worship her, and then discovered that the doll was filled with sawdust, he could neither forgive himself nor her. His soul was lacerated. It was all make-believe that he had lived on, and when the truth shattered it he thought reality itself was shattered. It was true enough, he would not forgive her because he could not forgive himself.

She thought that she heard him give a faint sigh and she shot a rapid glance at him. A sudden thought struck her and it took her breath away. She only just refrained from giving a cry.

Was it what they called - a broken heart - that he suffered from?

Assignment 9 (Chapters XLVII-LII)

Exercise 1. Learn the following phrases and recount the situations in which they are used.

· to control one's weakness

· to owe smb. a deep debt of gratitude

· to cope with smth.

· to be in charge of smb.

· to keep an eye on smb.

· to stand in awe of smb.

· to play pranks

· to make a vow to smb.

· to love smb. to distraction

· to regain one's spirits

· to shout at the top of one's voice

Exercise 2. Find the following words in the text and decide what part of speech each of them is. Classify them by putting them in the correct category. Trans­late them into Ukrainian. Learn them.

Ferry, desultorily, incredible, writhe, alms, emaciate, gruff, importunate, grieve, faith, idle, charity, scrutiny, mischief, arduous, countenance, drooling, revolting, conceive, yearn, loquacious, perversity, lure, whip, corpulent, dread, reverence, ingenuous, ancestor, grandeur, massacre, peep, inflict, thud, mis­ery, innuendo, indulgent, chase, boisterousness, barbarous, shriek, pat. (Noun, Verb, Adjective, Adverb)

Exercise 3. Prepare to read aloud expressively and translate into Ukrainian the paragraph of Chapter XLVIII beginning with "At that hour the streets of the city…’’

Exercise 4. Answer the following questions. Use words and phrases from Exercises 1 and 2.

1. Why did Kitty go to the convent? What prompted her decision?

2. What had happened in the convent before Kitty's arrival?

3. Why did the Mother Superior refuse to let Kitty look after the sick?

4. What were Kitty's duties at the convent?

5. Did Kitty get on well with the girls?

6. What was Sister St. Joseph like? What was her background?

7. What did Sister St. Joseph make of Waddington?

8. Did Kitty like her work in the convent?

9. What discovery did Kitty make?

Exercise 5. Recall the situations in which the following statements were made. Comment on these statements.

1. One cannot find peace in work or in pleasure, in the world or in a con­vent, but only in one's soul.

2. You are a Protestant and you have your own convictions.

3. She is not afraid of work.

4. Beauty is also a gift of God, one of the most rare and precious.

Exercise 6. Discuss the following topic. Use words and phrases from Exer­cises 1 and 2.

Describe the incident with the crippled child. Does it have any symbolic meaning?

Exercise 7. Write a summary of Chapters XLVIII-LII. Use words and phrases from Exercises 1 and 2.

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