WITH A TANGLED SKEIN=CHAPTER-NINE== By the time they reached the cabin, however, Niobe had had a chance to restabilize. It was after all, only magic, Cedric was no different than he had been, and their situation had not really changed. It made no sense to do anything she might be sorry for later. So she did not push the matter, and Cedric did not, and their marriage remained unconsummated. After another week of this, Niobe realized that time was running short. They had been given a full month to themselves; thereafter the relatives would be visiting. Niobe realized this as she was about to sleep.'They'll know,'she said, abruptly sitting up in bed.'Yeah,'Cedric agreed from the hearth.'Cedric, come over here,'she said in a peremptory fashion.'We must get this done. We can't face them, otherwise.He got up and perched on the foot of the bed. He seemed to be afraid of her.'Cedric, it's really not all that complicated,'she said. We've both been told about the birds and the bees and we've seen animals.'You're no animal!'he said horrified. That set her back. This remained awkward.If he had come on like a bull in a mating pen, she would have been appalled, but would have tolerated it;that, her mother had warned her privately, was the way men were. At least the ice, so to speak, would have been broken. She didn't feel quite comfortable with that metaphor.'Forget the animals. she said.'Come to bed with me. It's ridiculous sleeping apart like this. He moved up, and stretched timorously beside her on the bed.'Not in your clothes!'she exclaimed.'Oh, ma'am I couldn't-
She reached across and took his hand. It was cold and stiff.'Cedric, are you afraid of me?'Oh, no,ma'am! he protested. But he was shivering.'Of-What we have to do?'Terrified,'he agreed.'Cedric, this is ridiculous. You know I like you, and if you sing to me-'That's the magic, not me.'And he wanted her to love him, not his magic. He had a point. But she suspected this was mainly an excuse to justify his fear.'Cedric, I know you're no coward. What's really bothering you?'I couldn't-just couldn't do that to you ma'am. That ma'am again! She was trying to bring them closer to each other, but only succeeding in increasing their separation.'Why not?'Because you're so-so beautiful and wonderful and-He shrugged, unable to express himself properly.'But Cedric, I'm your wife!'Not by your choice!'he replied. This ground was too familiar; she had to get away from it.'But not by yours either, Cedric. We are two people thrown together by circumstance and the will of our families, and they really have tried to do what was best for us, and now we-'A woman and a boy,'he said. There it was again. He felt inadequate-and she couldn't with this assessment, privately. But she knew she had to change that.'But you're growing,'she said.'I don't think I'll ever be grown enough for you.'Oh, Cedric, that's not true!'she protested. But she knew she sound like a mother encouraging a child. This dialogue was going nowhere. Like all the others. She considered, while he lay in uncomfortable silence. After a bit, she said:'Cedric, maybe we're trying to do things too abruptly. Let's start in stages. Take off your clothes, lie beside me under the quilt and sleep, tonight.Nothing else.'You promise?'She laughed.'I promise, Cedric. What do you think i could do to you?'He had to laugh too, but it was strained.'What if it get cold?'Then we move together, to share our warmth under the covers. That's the idea isn't it?'But you-you aren't wearing much.`She sat up and unbuttoned her nightie,pleased at her own daring. I'll wear nothing at all. He actually rolled over and fell of the bed with an awful thunk. Alarmed, Niobe jumped out, ran around, and bent to help him up.'Oh Cedric, I'm so sorry! Are you hurt?'Please, ma'am-your shirt-'He turned his face away. She glanced down. In the faint light of the dying fire, she saw that her partially unbuttoned nightie had fallen open, exposing part of her bosom. 'For God's sake, Cedric, you can look at me! I'm your wife!'It's not right,'he said, face still averted.'Cedric, look at me! she ordered. But he would not. Anger flared in her exposed bosom. She got up and stalked back around the bed and plumped back down. What was she to do with this boy?. Then through her cooling fury, she became aware of something. She listened. He was leaning against the bed and sobbing trying desperately to muffle it so that she would not know. Her emotion spun about in a full turn.'Oh, Cedric!she breathed, and started across the bed to comfort him. Then she stopped, realizing that that might be the worst thing she could do. She was no mother, and he no child, and these roles had to be avoided like the plague. She had thought originally only of her own chagrin at being married to a boy; now she realized that the problem was far more acute for him. She had to find a way to free them both from these perceptions so that she would be a woman and he a man. Tonight was a loss
She would just have to let it ground itself out and try to do better on the morrow