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XLIV. Under a Tree—Reaction

           Hewasfollowedbyashamblingtrampofheavyfeet,andlookingthroughthefernsBathshebacouldjustdiscerninthewanlightofdaybreakateamofherownhorses.Theystoppedtodrinkatapondontheothersideoftheway.Shewatchedthemflouncingintothepool,drinking,tossinguptheirheads,drinkingagain,thewaterdribblingfromtheirlipsinsilverthreads.Therewasanotherflounce,andtheycameoutofthepond,andturnedbackagaintowardsthefarm.

           Shelookedfurtheraround.Daywasjustdawning,andbesideitscoolairandcoloursherheatedactionsandresolvesofthenightstoodoutinluridcontrast.Sheperceivedthatinherlap,andclingingtoherhair,wereredandyellowleaveswhichhadcomedownfromthetreeandsettledsilentlyuponherduringherpartialsleep.Bathshebashookherdresstogetridofthem,whenmultitudesofthesamefamilylyingroundaboutherroseandflutteredawayinthebreezethuscreated,"likeghostsfromanenchanterfleeing."

           Therewasanopeningtowardstheeast,andtheglowfromtheasyetunrisensunattractedhereyesthither.Fromherfeet,andbetweenthebeautifulyellowingfernswiththeirfeatheryarms,thegroundslopeddownwardstoahollow,inwhichwasaspeciesofswamp,dottedwithfungi.Amorningmisthungoveritnowafulsomeyetmagnificentsilveryveil,fulloflightfromthesun,yetsemi-opaquethehedgebehinditbeinginsomemeasurehiddenbyitshazyluminousness.

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