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“Ruth!” cried Drake — and sprang toward them. She paid no heed; and even as he leaped he was caught, whirled back against us.
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The serpent shape flashed toward us; it vanished beneath, merging into the waiting Thing.
Then slowly the Thing began to move; quietly it glided to the chasm it had blasted in the cliff wall. The shadow of those walls fell upon us. As one we looked back; as one we searched out the patch of blue with the black blot at its breast.
We found it; then the precipices hid it. Silently we streamed through the chasm, through the canyon and the tunnel — speaking no word, Drake’s eyes fixed with bitter hatred upon Norhala, Ventnor brooding upon Menn her always with that enigmatic sympathy. We passed between the walls of the further cleft; stood for an instant at the brink Damskie Vans Love of the green forest.
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Ventnor stirred; broke the silence. And now I saw how wasted was his body, how sharpened his face; almost ethereal; purged not only by suffering but by, it came to me, some strange knowledge.
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