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Again the gossamer threads thrust forth, searched her. They ran over her rough clothing — perplexedly. They coiled about her neck, stole through her hair, brushed shut her eyes, circled her brow, her breasts, girdled her.
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A rifle shot rang out.
Another — the reports breaking the silence like a profanation. Unseen by either of us, Ventnor had slipped to one side where he could cover the core of ruby flame that must have seemed to him the heart of the Disk’s rose of fire. He knelt a few yards away, white lipped, eyes cold gray ice, sighting carefully for a third shot.
“Don’t! Martin — don’t fire!” I shouted, leaping toward him.
“Stop! Ventnor —” Drake’s panic cry mingled with my own.
But before we could reach him, Norhala flew to him, like a darting swallow. Down the face of the Disk glided the upright body of Ruth, struck softly, stood swaying.
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I heard a wailing, low, bitter and heartbroken. Past us ran Ruth, all dream, all unearthliness gone from a face now a tragic mask of human woe and terror. She threw herself down beside her brother, felt of his heart; then raised herself upon her knees and thrust England Dame Fodboldtrøjer out supplicating Frankrike Børn Fodboldtrøjer hands to the shapes.
“Don’t hurt him any more! He didn’t mean it!” she cried out to them piteously — like a child. She reached up, caught one of Norhala’s hands. “Norhala — don’t let them kill him. Don’t let them hurt him any more. Please!” she sobbed.
Beside me I heard Drake cursing.
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