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Chapter 7
Faith’sborninamanorawoman,Ithink.Formeit’saconstantstruggle,Iadmitthat,butI’llnevergiveup."
"Iwouldliketodestroyyou."
Hisblueeyeslaughed,greyedinthelight."Oh,mydearMary!Iknowthat."
"Butdoyouknowwhy?"
Aterrifyingtendernesscreptagainsthim,almostinsidehim,exceptthathefoughtitfiercely."Iknowwhy,Mary,andbelieveme,I’msorry."
"Besidesyourmother,howmanywomenhavelovedyou?"
"Didmymotherloveme,Iwonder?Sheendedinhatingme,anyway.Mostwomendo.MynameoughttohavebeenHippolytos."
"Oh!Thattellsmealot!"
"Astootherwomen,IthinkonlyMeggie…Butshe’salittlegirl.It’sprobablynotanexaggerationtosayhundredsofwomenhavewantedme,butlovedme?Idoubtitverymuch."
"Ihavelovedyou,"shesaidpathetically.
"No,youhaven’t.I’mthegoadofyouroldage,that’sall.WhenyoulookatmeIremindyouofwhatyoucannotdo,becauseofage."
"You’rewrong.Ihavelovedyou.God,howmuch!Doyouthinkmyyearsautomaticallyprecludeit?Well,FatherdeBricassart,letmetellyousomething.InsidethisstupidbodyI’mstillyoung—Istillfeel,Istillwant,Istilldream,Istillkickupmyheelsandchafeatrestrictionslikemybody.OldageisthebitterestvengeanceourvengefulGodinflictsuponus.Whydoesn’tHeageourmindsaswell?"Sheleanedbackinherchairandclosedhereyes,herteethshowingsourly."IshallgotoHell,ofcourse.
