Animal desire seized and shook him, a feeling without sweetness, brutal,
making his eyes burn. When between the acts the theatre was again flooded
with light he looked up guiltily to meet another pair of eyes equally
filled with guilty hunger. A challenge had been given and received.
In their car, homeward bound, Sam put the thoughts of the woman away from
him and taking Sue in his arms prayed silently for some help against he
knew not what.
"I think I will go to Caxton in the morning and have a talk with Mary
Underwood," he said.
After his return from Caxton Sam set about finding some new interest to
occupy Sue's mind. He had spent an afternoon talking to Valmore, Freedom
Smith, and Telfer and thought there was a kind of flatness in their jokes
and in their ageing comments on each other. Then he had gone from them for
his talk with Mary. Half through the night they had talked, Sam getting
forgiveness for not writing and getting also a long friendly lecture on
his duty toward Sue. He thought she had in some way missed the point. She
had seemed to suppose that the loss of the children had fallen singly upon
Sue. She had not counted upon him, and he had depended upon her doing just
that.
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