John was acutely focused upon her now, just as she had wanted him to be. Through that she had to go. He was really very proud of her, and extraordinarily angry and resentful at the innocent and audacious selfreliance that seemed to intimate her sense of absolute independence of him, her absolute security without him. . You must forgive the poet’s license I take. ‘For God’s sake, let go my hand,’ he begged. It’s your way of glossing over the ethical position. Then she went below. That is not reasonable. They were filthy after the burial.
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