‘It wasn’t too much for you, was it?’

‘No. One ought to wrestle and strive and be physically close. It makes one sane.’

‘You do think so?’

‘I do. Don’t you?’

‘Yes,’ said Gerald.

There were long spaces of silence between their words. The wrestling had some deep meaning to them — an unfinished meaning.

‘We are mentally, spiritually intimate, therefore we should be more or less physically intimate too — it is more whole.’

‘Certainly it is,’ said Gerald. Then he laughed pleasantly, adding: ‘It’s rather wonderful to me.’