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His brain was hurt, seared, the tissue was as if destroyed.He had not known how hurt he was, how his tissue, the very tissue of his brain was damaged by the corrosive flood of death.Now, as the healing lymph of her effluence flowed through him, he knew how destroyed he was, like a plant whose tissue is burst from inwards by a frost.

He buried his small, hard head between her breasts, and pressed her breasts against him with his hands.And she with quivering hands pressed his head against her, as he lay suffused out, and she lay fully conscious.

The lovely creative warmth flooded through him like a sleep of fecundity within the womb.Ah, if only she would grant him the flow of this living effluence, he would be restored, he would be complete again.He was afraid she would deny him before it was finished.Like a child at the breast, he cleaved intensely to her, and she could not put him away.And his seared, ruined membrane relaxed, softened, that which was seared and stiff and blasted yielded again, became soft and flexible, palpitating with new life.

He was infinitely grateful, as to God, or as an infant is at its mother's breast.He was glad and grateful like a delirium, as he felt his own wholeness come over him again, as he felt the full, unutterable sleep coming over him, the sleep of complete exhaustion and restoration.

But Gudrun lay wide awake, destroyed into perfect consciousness.She lay motionless, with wide eyes staring motionless into the darkness, whilst he was sunk away in sleep, his arms round her.

She seemed to be hearing waves break on a hidden shore, long, slow, gloomy waves, breaking with the rhythm of fate, so monotonously that it seemed eternal.This endless breaking of slow, sullen waves of fate held her life a possession, whilst she lay with dark, wide eyes looking into the darkness.She could see so far, as far as eternity -- yet she saw nothing.

She was suspended in perfect consciousness -- and of what was she conscious?

This mood of extremity, when she lay staring into eternity, utterly suspended, and conscious of everything, to the last limits, passed and left her uneasy.She had lain so long motionless.She moved, she became self-conscious.She wanted to look at him, to see him.

But she dared not make a light, because she knew he would wake, and she did not want to break his perfect sleep, that she knew he had got of her.

She disengaged herself, softly, and rose up a little to look at him.

There was a faint light, it seemed to her, in the room.She could just distinguish his features, as he slept the perfect sleep.In this darkness, she seemed to see him so distinctly.But he was far off, in another world.

Ah, she could shriek with torment, he was so far off, and perfected, in another world.She seemed to look at him as at a pebble far away under clear dark water.And here was she, left with all the anguish of consciousness, whilst he was sunk deep into the other element of mindless, remote, living shadow-gleam.He was beautiful, far-off, and perfected.They would never be together.Ah, this awful, inhuman distance which would always be interposed between her and the other being!

There was nothing to do but to lie still and endure.She felt an overwhelming tenderness for him, and a dark, under-stirring of jealous hatred, that he should lie so perfect and immune, in an other-world, whilst she was tormented with violent wakefulness, cast out in the outer darkness.

She lay in intense and vivid consciousness, an exhausting superconsciousness.

The church clock struck the hours, it seemed to her, in quick succession.

She heard them distinctly in the tension of her vivid consciousness.And he slept as if time were one moment, unchanging and unmoving.

She was exhausted, wearied.Yet she must continue in this state of violent active superconsciousness.She was conscious of everything -- her childhood, her girlhood, all the forgotten incidents, all the unrealised influences and all the happenings she had not understood, pertaining to herself, to her family, to her friends, her lovers, her acquaintances, everybody.It was as if she drew a glittering rope of knowledge out of the sea of darkness, drew and drew and drew it out of the fathomless depths of the past, and still it did not come to an end, there was no end to it, she must haul and haul at the rope of glittering consciousness, pull it out phosphorescent from the endless depths of the unconsciousness, till she was weary, aching, exhausted, and fit to break, and yet she had not done.

Ah, if only she might wake him! She turned uneasily.When could she rouse him and send him away? When could she disturb him? And she relapsed into her activity of automatic consciousness, that would never end.

But the time was drawing near when she could wake him.It was like a release.The clock had struck four, outside in the night.Thank God the night had passed almost away.At five he must go, and she would be released.

Then she could relax and fill her own place.Now she was driven up against his perfect sleeping motion like a knife white-hot on a grindstone.There was something monstrous about him, about his juxtaposition against her.

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