Paula nodded, then quickly added, “No, not quite that. Because you know I don’t want to keep you away � too far. I say it because Dick is so much in my mind. For twelve years, you realize, he filled my mind. I say it because � because I think it, I suppose. Think! The situation! You are trespassing on a perfect marriage.”

“I know it,” he answered. “And I do not like the role of trespasser. It is your insistence, instead of going away with me, that I should trespass. And I can’t help it. I think away from you, try to force my thoughts elsewhere. I did half a chapter this morning, and I know it’s rotten and will have to be rewritten. For I can’t succeed in thinking away from you. What is South America and its ethnology compared to you? And when I come near you my arms go