A Man & a woman sat talking on a bench in the late afternoon. the man was medley-age & slender, his skin was dark, his eye looked poetic. The woman was young, blonde, & graceful. Her dress was grey, with old brown markings she may have been beautiful; one found it difficult to notice anything except her eyes, which drew attention from everything else. the eyes were gray-green, long and narrow, with an expression that defied analysis. One could only know that they were disquieting . Cleopatra, the queen of ancient Egypt, may have had such eyes.
"Yes" saide woman, "I love you, god knows! But Ican not marry you; Ican not and will not".
"Irene, you have said that many times, yet always have refused to give me a reason. I have a right to know. I must know!".
He had reason & was standing before her, frowning. He looked as id he might attempt to obtain the reason from her by violence.
"You are determined to have my reason?" She asked, in a tone was unemotional, mechanical. "Very well, you shall know. Iam Isane".
The man's face showed astonishment, then disbeliet. then, he was consciou that he thought to feel amused. But the sense of humor failed him & despire his disbelief, he was profoundly disturbed by that which he. didn't believe.
"That is what the physions would say" the women continued, "If they knew. i my selft have a different explanation".
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