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[With hectic joviality]

I hope it’s strong poison!

[Laughing]

That’s the spirit! We’ll make a sport out of you yet!

[Laughing, goes and takes arm]

I’ll see you get home safe, Mr. Marsden!

[They go into the cabin, following them. and turn and look at each other wonderingly, inquisitively, for a long moment. {{sc|Darrell} remains standing and seems to be a little uneasy]

[Thinking with melancholy interest]

And now? what? I can look into her eyes strange eyes that will never grow old  without desire or jealousy or bitterness  was she ever my mistress? can she be the mother of my child? is there such a person as my son? I can’t think of these things as real any more they must have happened in another life.

[Thinking sadly]

My old lover how well and young he looks  now we no longer love each other at all  our account with God the Father is settled  afternoons of happiness paid for with years of pain  love, passion, ecstasy  in what a far-off life were they alive! the only living life is in the past and future the present is an