Wanderer Of The Wasteland (1982) - Plot & Excerpts
"Time--stand still?" echoed Adam, ponderingly. "Magdalene, you are beyond me." "So it seems. I'm a little beyond myself sometimes. You will never see in me the woman who has been courted, loved, spoiled by men." "Well, I grasp that, I guess. But I don't care to see you as such a woman. I might not----" "Ah! you might not respect me," she interrupted. "Alas!...But, Wansfell, if I had met you when I was eighteen I would never have been courted and loved and ruined by men...You don't grasp that, either." Adam had long ceased to curse his density. The simplicity of him antagonised her complexity. His had been the blessed victory over her bitterness, her mockery, her consciousness of despair. His had been the gladness of seeing her grow brown and strong and well, until these early June days had begun to weaken her. That fact had augmented his earnestness to get her to leave the valley. But she was adamant. And all his importunities and arguments and threats she parried with some subtle femininity of action or look or speech that left him bewildered.
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