So the moment passed for this time. And gradually a feeling of sorrow came over her.

‘My life is unfulfilled,’ she said.

‘Yes,’ he answered briefly, not wanting to hear this.

‘And I feel as if nobody could ever really love me,’ she said.

But he did not answer.

‘You think, don’t you,’ she said slowly, ‘that I only want physical things? It isn’t true. I want you to serve my spirit.’

‘I know you do. I know you don’t want physical things by themselves. But, I want you to give me — to give your spirit to me — that golden light which is you — which you don’t know —