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II. Night—The Flock—An Interior—Another Interior

           Besidetheprovisionslaytheflute,whosenoteshadlatelybeencalledforthbythelonelywatchertobeguileatedioushour.Thehousewasventilatedbytworoundholes,likethelightsofaship’scabin,withwoodslides.

           Thelamb,revivedbythewarmthbegantobleat,andthesoundenteredGabriel’searsandbrainwithaninstantmeaning,asexpectedsoundswill.Passingfromtheprofoundestsleeptothemostalertwakefulnesswiththesameeasethathadaccompaniedthereverseoperation,helookedathiswatch,foundthatthehour-handhadshiftedagain,putonhishat,tookthelambinhisarms,andcarrieditintothedarkness.Afterplacingthelittlecreaturewithitsmother,hestoodandcarefullyexaminedthesky,toascertainthetimeofnightfromthealtitudesofthestars.

           TheDog-starandAldebaran,pointingtotherestlessPleiades,werehalf-wayuptheSouthernsky,andbetweenthemhungOrion,whichgorgeousconstellationneverburntmorevividlythannow,asitsoaredforthabovetherimofthelandscape.CastorandPolluxwiththeirquietshinewerealmostonthemeridian:thebarrenandgloomySquareofPegasuswascreepingroundtothenorth-west;farawaythroughtheplantationVegasparkledlikealampsuspendedamidtheleaflesstrees,andCassiopeia’schairstooddaintilypoisedontheuppermostboughs.

           "Oneo’clock,"saidGabriel.

           Beingamannotwithoutafrequentconsciousnessthattherewassomecharminthislifeheled,hestoodstillafterlookingattheskyasausefulinstrument,andregardeditinanappreciativespirit,asaworkofartsuperlativelybeautiful.

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