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with her mind' still suspended to the experience of Him, the-Animal. She felt strong enough to convince, for she was convinced that he was alive, but that was not so important right now, as was the idea that he was alive in what was giving bre- ath to her through the dream he ment to keep: (Oh God, like a women she said to an unknown self, Let me come clear about him. Let climb all' that which may carry what I have to say to a real story: Bring His completeness to an under- standing making me happy again. Not to the ends to which I feel so presented upon now. No sophisticated person would believe me. I know this, and here comes that moon language his way has touched me with. These rocks I last watched him walking through have become of texture, with no trace of memory. They have become smooth in my mind, like another planet, as if they had lost their earthness, and their hiding places. My future will preside without him forever, but I must make contain that what came upon me is completed before the normal life can again let me derive peace, though I have little hope left for innocence.)