CHAPTER21
Cameabeautifulfallday, warmandlanguid, palpitantwiththehushofthechangingseason, aCaliforniaIndiansummerday, , thatwerenotvaporsbutfabricswovenofcolor, , , barelyseeninthesilverhaze, bulkedhugelybytheGoldenGate, , thePacific, dimandvast, wasraisingonitssky-linetumbledcloud-massesthatsweptlandward, givingwarningofthefirstblusteringbreathofwinter.
, fadingandfaintingamongherhills, deepeningthepurpleofhervalleys, spinningashroudofhazefromwaningpowersandsatedraptures, , ontheirfavoriteknoll, MartinandRuthsatsidebyside, theirheadsbentoverthesamepages, hereadingaloudfromthelove-sonnetsofthewomanwhohadlovedBrowningasitisgiventofewmentobeloved.
, abeautifulandunrepentantvoluptuary, , dreamyandlanguorous, weakeningthefibresofresolution, suffusingthefaceofmorality, orofjudgment, , , andwhenwanderingphantomsofbreezestirredherhairsothatittouchedhisface, theprintedpagesswambeforehiseyes.
"Idon'tbelieveyouknowawordofwhatyouarereading," shesaidoncewhenhehadlosthisplace.
Helookedatherwithburningeyes, andwasonthevergeofbecomingawkward, whenaretortcametohislips.
"Idon'?"
"Idon'tknow," shelaughedfrankly."I''."
"Itwillbeourlastinthehillsforsometime," heannouncedgravely."There'sastormgatheringoutthereonthesea-rim."
Thebookslippedfromhishandstotheground, andtheysatidlyandsilently, , , , , —, sheknewnotforwhat, panting, withdry, burninglips, aleapingpulse, , , andwithanimpulsivemovementallherown, unpremeditated, spasmodic, , and, ashislipsapproached, hersflewtomeetthem.

