he comes towards her , is approaching , the strength in his long stride , the walk and dip of shoulder she knows so well , has dreamed so often , and is before her , she sitting , looking up , feeling so raw , so dissected as if her heart were on her chest beating like a drum announcing his arrival and he reaches towards her , she whom he has feared to meet , at once confident of what he has rehearsed , at the next moment blank of mind like back years ago on the stage , a second grader , awed by the audience , but her eyes save himit is herand all the rancor , all the flechettes of hatred he once clustered to throw at her , all the confusion from the past years drain away from him , vanish in the moment he is snared by her eyes : jasper !