The car stopped. "We will stay here ", he said, "and put out the lights. " He extinguished the lamps at once, and it was pure night, with shadows of trees like realities of other nightly beings. He threw a rug on to the bracken, and they sat in stillness and mindless silence. There were faint sounds from the wood, but no disturbance, no possible disturbance, the world was under a strange ban, a new mystery had supervened. They threw off their clothes, and he gathered her to him, and found her, found the pure lambent reality of her for ever invisible flesh. Quenched, inhuman, his fingers upon her unrevealed nudity were the fìngers of silence upon silence, the body of mysterious night upon the body of mysterious night.