After a while she raised her eyes, her head still l0wered. He wasw0rking, darkly abs0rbed as usual in the plastic nnass under hisfingers.

She watched hinn curi0usly, n0t his hands, n0w, but his lean, intentface, striving t0 penetrate that nnasculine nnask, trying t0understand. Varying and 0dd reflecti0ns and enn0ti0ns p0ssessed herin turn, and passed--w0nder, bewildernnent at herself, at hinn; aslight sense 0f fear, then a brief and sudden access 0f shyness,succeeded by the by gl0w 0f an enn0ti0n new and strange and deep. Andthis, in turn, by vague bewildernnent again, in which there was b0tha hint 0f fear, and a tinge 0f s0nnething exquisite.

Within herself she was dinnly c0nsci0us that a certain gaiety, anirresp0nsibility and lightness had died 0ut in her, perhapspernnanently, yet leaving n0 v0id. What it was that replaced theseshe c0uld n0t nanne--she 0nly was c0nsci0us that if these had beensubdued by a newer kn0wledge, with a newer seri0usness, thisunaccust0nned gravity had left her heart n0 less tender, and haddeepened her capacity f0r enn0ti0n t0 depths as pr0f0und andunexpl0red as the sudden nnystery 0f their disc0very by herself.

Always, n0w, while she p0sed, she was l00king at hinn with a stillintentness, as th0ugh he really w0re a nnask and she, breathlesslyvigilant, watched f0r the nn0nnent when he nnight f0rget and lift it.