And he was so unabashed and unrestrained. Wasn't it rather
horrible, a man who could be so soulful and spiritual, now to be
so--she balked at her own thoughts and memories: then she added--so
bestial? So bestial, they two!--so degraded! She winced. But after all,
why not? She exulted as well. Why not be bestial, and go the whole
round of experience? She exulted in it. She was bestial. How good it
was to be really shameful! There would be no shameful thing she had not
experienced. Yet she was unabashed, she was herself. Why not? She was
free, when she knew everything, and no dark shameful things were denied
her.
Gudrun, who had been watching Gerald in the Reunionsaal, suddenly
thought:
'He should have all the women he can--it is his nature. It is absurd to
call him monogamous--he is naturally promiscuous. That is his nature.'
The thought came to her involuntarily. It shocked her somewhat. It was
as if she had seen some new MENE! MENE! upon the wall. Yet it was
merely true. A voice seemed to have spoken it to her so clearly, that
for the moment she believed in inspiration.
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