The Magus - John Fowles [122]
come. I hesitated. She looked at me, and I could not hesitate anymore. "There's a girl." "I knew it." She sat up. "Alison darling, for God's sake try to understand. Listen." "I'm listening." But her face was averted. So at last I told her about Lily; though not, except obliquely, by implication, what I felt about Lily. I made it out to be an asexual thing, a fascination of the mind. "But she attracts you the other way." "Allie, I can't tell you how much I've hated myself this weekend. And tried to tell you everything a dozen times before. I don't want to be attracted by her. In any way. A month, three weeks ago I couldn't have believed it. I still don't know what it is about her. Honestly. I only know I'm haunted, possessed by everything over there. Not just her. Something so strange is going on. And I'm... involved." She looked unimpressed. "I've got to go back to the island. Because of the job. There are so many ways in which I'm not a free agent." "But this girl." She was staring at the ground, picking seeds off grassheads. "She's irrelevant. Really. Just a very small part of it." "Then why all the performance?" "You can't understand, I'm being pulled in two." "She's very pretty, isn't she?" "If I still didn't care like hell for you deep down it would all have been so easy." "Is she pretty?" "Yes." "Very pretty." "I suppose so." She buried her face in her arms. I stroked her warm shoulder. "She's totally unlike you. Unlike any modern girl. I can't explain." She turned her head away. "Alison." "I must seem just like a lump of dirty old kitchen salt. And she's a beautiful cream jelly." I sat up. We stared in opposite directions. "Now you're being ridiculous." "Am I?" There was a tense silence. "Look, I'm trying desperately, for once in my miserable life, to be honest. I have no excuses. If I met this girl tomorrow, okay, I could say, I love Alison, Alison loves me, nothing doing. But I met her a fortnight ago. And I've got to meet her again." "And you don't love Alison." I looked at her, trying to show her that, in my fashion... she stared away. "Or you love me till you see a better bit of tail." "Don't be crude." "I am crude. I think crude. I talk crude. I am crude." She kneeled, took a breath. "So what now? I curtsey and withdraw?" "I wish to God I wasn't so complicated "Complicated!" She snorted. "Selfish." "That's better." We were silent. Two coupled yellow butterflies flitted heavily, saggingly, past. "All I wanted was that you should know what I am." "I know what you are." "If you did you'd have cut me out right at the beginning." "I still know what you are." "I want you to do now whatever seems best to you. Tell me to go to hell. For good. Hate me." "Or wait for you?" And her cold grey eyes went through me, cutting very deep. She stood up and went to wash. It was hopeless. I couldn't manage it, I couldn't explain, and she could never understand. I put my clothes on and turned my back while she dressed in silence. When she was ready, she said, "Don't for God's sake say any more. I can't bear it." We got to Arachova about five and after a quick meal set off to drive back to Athens. I twice tried to discuss everything with her, but she wouldn't allow it. We had said all that could be said; and she sat brooding, wordless, all the way. We came over the pass at Daphne at about eight-thirty, with the last light over the pink and amber city, the first neon signs round Syntagma and Omonia like distant jewels. I thought of where we had been that time the night before, and glanced at Alison. She was putting on lipstick. Perhaps after all there was a solution: to get her back into the hotel, make love to her, prove to her through the loins that I did love her... and why not, let her see that I might be worth suffering, just as I was and always would be. I began to talk a little, casually, about Athens; but her answers were so uninterested, so curt, that it sounded as ridiculous as it was, and I fell silent. The pink turned to violet, and soon it was night. We arrived at the hotel in the Piraeus--I had reserved the same rooms.