As you know my seed is infertile with all women, they are no more than cattle, but it was not so with my Rhea. Why had she married him, off-hand, like that? She did not love him, or he knew nothing of love signs. Never again to be alone! To fit herself into this man's life as a hand into a glove; to use all her skill to force him into the position of depending upon her utterly; to be the spark to the divine fire! He should have his book, even if it had to be written with her heart's blood. For each costume she had devised a suitable form of matrimonial refusal. Now, abruptly, they were real again, though very distant, and she had come to say farewell to them across one sundering year. ‘Nevertheless, you will marry me,’ he snarled.
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