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for him. Judith's heart swelled with sadness for John,
because she could not love him as he deserved to be
loved. Tonight had been horrible to her, more than it
had been before, even more than in the early days of
their marriage when she had been given instruction on
how to will herself to love him. Why had he not cast her
aside as barren, annulling the marriage? But he had
never charged her with that loss of progeny. By choice,
he would end his family with his life with her.
And yet she could not give herself to this man or be
shared by him or accept his sacrifice. She could not will
herself to let go of that consciousness of isolation that
pulled her away. Now, had Mrs. Haig been a woman
who sought the solace of a professional analyst, she
might have been told by one that the problem lay in the
poor quality of John's erotic techniques; another might
have said that it should not surprise her that a woman of
her sensibility could not give herself to so unconscious a
man, a man so little aware of who she was that he had
never realized that she had never given herself to him,
and that his very happiness condemned him. She might
have been told, had she chanced upon a different