Before we got side-tracked with talk of statuary, and beautiful women, I posted this section of text but now I am adding some commentary:
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At last, on the high-up, naked down, they came upon those meaningless pavements that run through the grass, waiting for the houses to line them. The two were thrust up into the night above the little flowering of the lamps in the valley. In front was the daze of light from London, rising midway to the zenith, just fainter than the stars. Across the valley, on the blackness of the opposite hill, little groups of lights like gnats seemed to be floating in the darkness. Orion was heeled over the West. Below, in a cleft in the night, the long, low garland of arc lamps strung down the Brighton Road, where now and then the golden tram-cars flew along the track, passing each other with a faint, angry sound.
I just love this whole paragraph and the way the various words and phrases seem to jump right out at you and take hold and you feel what they must be feeling at the moment they are there "thrust up into the night" - that too is such a sensual statement and one evoking an elevation into another realm - one of darkness, shadows, lights, stars and mysteries. I love the way the gnats are described and it seems they correspond to all the ideas of the bits of light in the darkness, even the stars in the heavens. This magic world of night seems to be ruled over by 'Orion' who is "heeled over in the West". What fine exquisite writing and so poetic. Yet it ends with the words angry sound. The trains seem to invade this peace of nature and the valley.
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"It is a year last Monday since we came over here," said Winifred, as they stopped to look about them.
Clearly makes not that it has been over one year since they were last there; and also the fact that Winifred has kept that in her mind and her memory; she has noted it.
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"I remember--but I didn't know it was then," he said. There was a touch of hardness in his voice. "I don't remember our dates."
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After a wait, she said in a very low, passionate tones:
"It is a beautiful night."
Now Coutts claims he had not noticed when that took place. Unlike the woman, the man has not noticed the passage of time and states that he never remembers their dates. I think this would be fair to say and somewhat typical of a man. Women seem to keep mental records about time and dates, better than men do. Also, I think this would indicate, that Coutts was not so aware of all this time passing, as was Winifred. The last lines state that she spook in "low passionate tones", suggesting she is enticing Coutts at this point. She attempts to pull him into close intimacy.
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"The moon has set, and the evening star," he answered; "both were out as I came down."
She glanced swiftly at him to see if this speech was a bit of symbolism. He was looking across the valley with a set face. Very slightly, by an inch or two, she nestled towards him.
I wonder if his reply could indicate he felt things to be favorable when he first alights from the train and now he feels the night is all blackness and unsurity. I may be reading more into that line; but, I still don't know quite what to make out of her saying that she looked for a bit of symbolism in his speech.
The last line brings Coutts closer to her by Winifred's own actions and "she nestled towards him". Coutts is not making the first move here physically. She is and she knows it and the effect.
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"Yes," she said, half-stubborn, half-pleading. "But the night is a very fine one, for all that."
"Yes," he replied, unwillingly.
So again are they referring to the night now being no longer illuminated by the moon and the evening star, perhaps darker and lighted by the artificial lumination of the "lamps like gnats" and the "daze of the light from London" and the "garland of arc lamps" replace the more natural light of the heavens?
So, in a way, 'supernatural' or 'surreal' takes over natural world in this scene above.
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Thus, after months of separation, they dove-tailed into the same love and hate.
This line is so perfectly placed and so well written and crafted...so well put. It makes one read on in anticipation, as well.