the garden of allah-第132章

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interview　with　Dominiand　said：

〃Domini；　I　have　been　to　the　priest。　I　have　made　my　confession。〃

〃Yes；〃　she　said。　〃Yes；　Boris！〃

He　came　into　the　/fumoir/　and　sat　down　near　her；　but　not　close　to　her；
on　one　of　the　divans。　Now　the　sad　look　in　his　face　had　deepened　and
the　peace　seemed　to　be　fading。　She　had　thought　of　the　dawnthat　pale
light　which　is　growing　into　day。　Now　she　thought　of　the　twilight　which
is　fading　into　night。　And　the　terrible　knowledge　struck　her；　〃I　am　the
troubler　of　his　peace。　Without　me　only　could　he　ever　regain　fully　the
peace　which　he　has　lost。〃

〃Domini；〃　he　said；　looking　up　at　her；　〃you　know　the　rest。　You　meant　it
to　be　as　it　will　be　when　we　left　Amara。〃

〃Was　there　any　other　way？　Was　there　any　other　possible　life　for　us
for　youfor　me？〃

〃For　you！〃　he　said；　and　there　was　a　sound　almost　of　despair　in　his
voice。　〃But　what　is　to　be　your　life？　I　have　never　protected　youyou
have　protected　me。　I　have　never　been　strong　for　youyou　have　been
strong　for　me。　But　to　leave　youall　alone；　Domini；　must　I　do　that？
Must　I　think　of　you　out　in　the　world　alone？〃

For　a　moment　she　was　tempted　to　break　her　silence；　to　tell　him　the
truth；　that　she　would　perhaps　not　be　alone；　that　another　life；　sprung
from　his　and　hers；　was　coming　to　be　with　her；　was　coming　to　share　the
great　loneliness　that　lay　before　her。　But　she　resisted　the　temptation
and　only　said：

〃Do　not　think　of　me；　Boris。〃

〃You　tell　me　not　to　think　of　you！〃　he　said　with　an　almost　fierce
wonder。　〃Do　youdo　you　wish　me　not　to　think　of　you？〃

〃What　I　wishthat　is　so　little；　butno；　Boris；　I　can't　sayI　don't
think　I　could　ever　truly　say　that　I　wish　you　to　think　no　more　of　me。
After　all；　one　has　a　heart；　and　I　think　if　it's　worth　anything　it　must
be　often　a　rebellious　heart。　I　know　mine　is　rebellious。　But　if　you
don't　think　too　much　of　mewhen　you　are　there〃

She　paused；　and　they　looked　at　each　other　for　a　moment　in　silence。
Then　she　continued：

〃Surely　it　will　be　easier　for　you；　happier　for　you。〃

Androvsky　clenched　his　right　hand　on　the　divan　and　turned　round　till
he　was　facing　her　full。　His　eyes　blazed。

〃Domini；〃　he　said；　〃you　are　truthful。　I'll　be　truthful　to　you。　Till
the　end　of　my　life　I'll　think　of　youevery　day；　every　hour。　If　it
were　mortal　sin　to　think　of　you　I　would　commit　ityes；　Domini；
deliberately；　I　would　commit　it。　ButGod　doesn't　ask　so　much　of　us；
no；　God　doesn't。　I've　made　my　confession。　I　know　what　I　must　do。　I'll
do　it。　You　are　rightyou　are　always　rightyou　are　guided；　I　know
that。　But　I　will　think　of　you。　And　I'll　tell　you　somethingdon't
shirk　from　it；　because　it's　truth；　the　truth　of　my　soul；　and　you　love
truth。　Domini〃

Suddenly　he　got　up　from　the　divan　and　stood　before　her；　looking　down
at　her　steadily。

〃Domini；　I　can't　regret　that　I　have　seen　you；　that　we　have　been
together；　that　we　have　loved　each　other；　that　we　do　love　each　other
for　ever。　I　can't　regret　it；　I　can't　even　try　or　wish　to。　I　can't
regret　that　I　have　learned　from　you　the　meaning　of　life。　I　know　that
God　has　punished　me　for　what　I　have　done。　In　my　love　for　youtill　I
told　you　the　truth；　that　other　truthI　never　had　a　moment　of　peace
of　exultation；　yes；　of　passionate　exultation；　but　never；　never　a
moment　of　peace。　For　always；　even　in　the　most　beautiful　moments；　there
has　been　agony　for　me。　For　always　I　have　known　that　I　was　sinning
against　God　and　you；　against　myself；　my　eternal　vows。　And　yet　now　I
tell　you；　Domini；　as　I　have　told　God　since　I　have　been　able　to　pray
again；　that　I　am　glad；　thankful；　that　I　have　loved　you；　been　loved　by
you。　Is　it　wicked？　I　don't　know。　I　can　scarcely　even　care；　because
it's　true。　And　how　can　I　deny　the　truth；　strive　against　truth？　I　am　as
I　am；　and　I　am　that。　God　has　made　me　that。　God　will　forgive　me　for
being　as　I　am。　I'm　not　afraid。　I　believeI　dare　to　believethat　He
wishes　me　to　think　of　you　always　till　the　end　of　my　life。　I　dare　to
believe　that　He　would　almost　hate　me　if　I　could　ever　cease　from　loving
you。　That's　my　other　confessionmy　confession　to　you。　I　was　born；
perhaps；　to　be　a　monk。　But　I　was　born；　too；　that　I　might　love　you　and
know　your　love；　your　beauty；　your　tenderness；　your　divinity。　If　I　had
not　known　you；　if　I　had　died　a　monk；　a　good　monk　who　had　never　denied
his　vows；　I　should　have　diedI　feel　it；　Dominiin　a　great；　a
terrible　ignorance。　I　should　have　known　the　goodness　of　God；　but　I
should　never　have　known　part；　a　beautiful　part；　of　His　goodness。　For　I
should　never　have　known　the　goodness　that　He　has　put　into　you。　He　has
taught　me　through　you。　He　has　tortured　me　through　you；　yes；　but
through　you；　too；　He　has　made　me　understand　Him。　When　I　was　in　the
monastery；　when　I　was　at　peace；　when　I　lost　myself　in　prayer；　when　I
was　absolutely　pure；　absolutelyso　I　thoughtthe　child　of　God；　I
never　really　knew　God。　Now；　Domini；　now　I　know　Him。　In　the　worst
moments　of　the　new　agony　that　I　must　meet　at　least　I　shall　always　have
that　help。　I　shall　always　feel　that　I　know　what　God　is。　I　shall
always；　when　I　think　of　you；　when　I　remember　you；　be　able　to　say；　'God
is　love。'〃

He　was　silent；　but　his　face　still　spoke　to　her；　his　eyes　read　her
eyes。　And　in　that　moment　at　last　they　understood　each　other　fully　and
for　ever。　〃It　was　written〃that　was　Domini's　thought〃it　was　written
by　God。〃　Far　away　the　church　bell　chimed。

〃Boris；〃　Domini　said　quietly；　〃we　must　go　to…day。　We　must　leave　Beni…
Mora。　You　know　that？〃

〃Yes；〃　he　said；　〃I　know。〃

He　looked　out　into　the　garden。　The　almost　fierce　resolution；　that　had
something　in　it　of　triumph；　faded　from　him。

〃Yes；〃　he　said；　〃this　is　the　end；　the　real　end；　forthere；　it　will
all　be　differentit　will　be　terrible。〃

〃Let　us　sit　here　for　a　little　while　together；〃　Domini　said；　〃and　be
quiet。　Is　it　like　the　garden　of　El…Largani；　Boris？〃

〃No。　But　when　I　first　came　here；　when　I　saw　the　white　walls；　the　great
door；　when　I　saw　the　poor　Arabs　gathered　there　to　receive　alms；　it
made　me　feel　almost　as　if　I　were　at　El…Largani。　That　was　why〃　he
paused。

〃I　understand；　Boris；　I　understand　everything　now。〃

And　then　they　were　silent。　Such　a　silence　as　theirs　was　then　could
never　be　interpreted　to　others。　In　it　the　sorrows；　the　aspirations；
the　struggles；　the　triumphs；　the　torturing　regrets；　the　brave
determinations　of　poor；　great；　feeble；　noble　humanity　were　enclosed　as
in　a　casketa　casket　which　contains　many　kinds　of　jewels；　but　surely
none　that　are　not　precious。

And　the　garden　listened；　and　beyond　the　garden　the　desert　listened
that　other　garden　of　Allah。　And　in　this　garden　was　not　Allah；　too；
listening　to　this　silence　of　his　children；　this　last　mutual　silence　of
theirs　in　the　garden　where　they　had　wandered；　where　they　had　loved；
where　they　had　learned　a　great　lesson　and　drawn　near　to　a　great
victory？

They　might　have　sat　thus　for　hours；　they　had　lost　all　count　of　time。
But　presently；　in　the　distance　among　the　trees；　there　rose　a　light；
frail　sound　that　struck　into　both　their　hearts　like　a　thin　weapon。　It
was　the　flute　of　Larbi；　and　it　reminded　themof　what　did　it　not
remind　them？　All　their　passionate　love　of　the　body；　all　their
lawlessness；　all　the　joy　of　liberty　and　of　life；　of　the　barbaric　life
that　is　liberty；　all　their　wandering　in　the　great　spaces　of　the　sun；
were　set　before　them　in　Larbi's　fluttering　tune；　that　was　like　the
call　of　a　siren；　the　call　of　danger；　the　call　of　earth　and　of　earthly
things；　summoning　them　to　abandon　the　summons　of　the　spirit。　Domini
got　up　swiftly。

〃Come；　Boris；〃　she　said；　without　looking　at　him。

He　obeyed　her　and　rose　to　his　feet。

〃Let　us　go　to　the　wall；〃　she　said；　〃and　look　out　once　more　on　the
desert。　It　must　be　nearly　noon。　Perhapsperhaps　we　shall　hear　the
call　to　prayer。〃

They　walked　down　the　winding　alleys　towards　the　edge　of　the　garden。
The　sound　of　the　flute　of　Larbi　died　away　gradually　into　silence。　Soon
they　saw　before　them　the　great　spaces　of　the　Sahara　flooded　with　the
blinding　glory　of　the　summer　sunlight。　They　stood　and　looked　out　over
it　from　the　shelter　of　some　pepper　trees。　No　caravans　were　passing。　No
Arabs　were　visible。　The　desert　seemed　utterly　empty；　given　over；
naked；　to　the　dominion　of　the　sun。　While　they　stood　there　the　nasal