He pressed his hand firmer on my head, as if he claimed me: he surrounded me with his arm, _almost_ as if he loved me (I say _almost_--I knew the difference--for I had felt what it was to be loved; but, like him, I had now put love out of the question, and thought only of duty). I contended with my inward dimness of vision, before which clouds yet rolled.
Oprimió mi cabeza con su mano, como si me reclamase, y su brazo ciñó mi cintura, casi como si me amara. Y digo casi, porque bien sabía yo, al hacerlo, no pensaba en el amor y sí sólo en el deber.