e for a man who was purely antipathetic to me. Your rhythm wouldn't let you.” She was silent. Logic might be unanswerable because it was so absolutely wrong.

“我不这样认为，”他回应道，“你在乎我的感受。相信你不会选择一个让我深恶痛绝的男人。你的直觉也会阻止你这么做。”她沉默半晌。这种逻辑关系简直是错得离谱，因此或许根本无法回答。

"And should you expect me to tell you?" she asked, glancing up at him almost furtively.

“假若有这样的事，你希望我告知实情么？”她边说，边偷偷地瞥了丈夫一眼。

"Not at all, I'd better not know… But you do agree with me, don't you, that the casual sex thing is nothing, compared to the long life lived together? Don't you think one can just subordinate the sex thing to the necessities of a long life? Just use it, since that's what we're driven to? After all, do these temporary excitements matter? Isn't the whole problem of life the slow building up of an integral personality, through the years? living an integrated life? There's no point in a disintegrated life. If lack of sex is going to disintegrate you, then go out and have a love-affair. If lack