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Surely if you had come and taken me by the hands and looked deep into my eyes, and called me out of the dream, I must have awakened, for, cruel as it was, the dream was but part of a greater dream, the dream of my love for you—" "But I understand it all now," he continued, "see it all. Do you remember saying that perhaps I had never loved anything but images all my life? SURELY IF YOU HAD COME AND TAKEN ME BY THE HANDS AND LOOKED DEEP INTO MY EYES AND CALLED ME OUT OF THE DREAM I MUST HAVE AWAKENED FOR CRUEL AS IT WAS THE DREAM WAS BUT A PART OF A GREATER DREAM THE DREAM OF MY LOVE FOR YOU BUT I UNDERSTAND IT ALL NOW HE CONTINUED SEE IT ALL DO YOU REMEMBER SAYING THAT PERHAPS I HAD NEVER LOVED ANYTHING BUT IMAGES ALL MY LIFE
ed by the mind? CHAPTER XIX LAST TALK ON THE HILLS Beatrice's prayer had been answered. Antony had come back to her. She was necessary to him once more. The old look was in his eyes, the old sound in his voice. One day as they were out together she was so conscious of this happiness returned that she could not forbear speaking of it—with an inner feeling that it was better to be happy in silence. What is that instinct in us which tells us that we risk our happiness in speaking of it? Happiness is such a frightened thing that it flies at the sound of its own name. And yet of what shall we speak if not our happiness? Of our sorrows we can keep silence, but our joys we long to utter. So Beatrice spoke of her great happiness to Antony, and told him too of her old great unhappiness and her longing for death. "What a strange and terrible dream it has been—but thank God, we are out in the daylight at last," said Antony. "O my little Beatrice, to think that I could have forsaken you like that!  MIND END OF CHAPTER EIGHTEEN CHAPTER NINETEEN LAST TALK ON THE HILLS BEATRICE'S PRAYER HAD BEEN ANSWERED ANTONY HAD COME BACK TO HER SHE WAS NECESSARY TO HIM ONCE MORE THE OLD LOOK WAS IN HIS EYES THE OLD SOUND IN HIS VOICE ONE DAY AS THEY WERE OUT TOGETHER SHE WAS SO CONSCIOUS OF THIS HAPPINESS RETURNED THAT SHE COULD NOT FORBEAR SPEAKING OF IT WITH AN INNER FEELING THAT IT WAS BETTER TO BE HAPPY IN SILENCE WHAT IS THAT INSTINCT IN US WHICH TELLS US THAT WE RISK OUR HAPPINESS IN SPEAKING OF IT HAPPINESS IS SUCH A FRIGHTENED THING THAT IT FLIES AT THE SOUND OF ITS OWN NAME AND YET OF WHAT SHALL WE SPEAK IF NOT OUR HAPPINESS OF OUR SORROWS WE CAN KEEP SILENCE BUT OUR JOYS WE LONG TO UTTER SO BEATRICE SPOKE OF HER GREAT HAPPINESS TO ANTONY AND TOLD HIM TOO OF HER OLD GREAT UNHAPPINESS AND HER LONGING FOR DEATH WHAT A STRANGE AND TERRIBLE DREAM IT HAS BEEN BUT THANK GOD WE ARE OUT IN THE DAYLIGHT AT LAST SAID ANTHONY OH MY LITTLE BEATRICE TO THINK THAT I COULD HAVE FORSAKEN YOU LIKE THAT
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