Копи царя Соломона

We Give a Sign

           ThegirlFoulatawrungherhandsinanguish,andcriedoutaloud, "Oh,cruel!andIsoyoung!WhathaveIdonethatIshouldneveragainseethesunriseoutofthenight,orthestarscomefollowingonhistrackintheevening, thatImaynomoregathertheflowerswhenthedewisheavy,orlistentothelaughingofthewaters? Woeisme,thatIshallneverseemyfather’shutagain,norfeelmymother’skiss,nortendthelambthatissick! Woeisme,thatnolovershallputhisarmaroundmeandlookintomyeyes,norshallmenchildrenbebornofme!Oh,cruel,cruel!" 

           Andagainshewrungherhandsandturnedhertear-stainedflower-crownedfacetoHeaven, lookingsolovelyinherdespairforshewasindeedabeautifulwomanthatassuredlythesightofherwouldhavemeltedtheheartsofanylesscruelthanwerethethreefiendsbeforeus. PrinceArthur’sappealtotheruffianswhocametoblindhimwasnotmoretouchingthanthatofthissavagegirl. 

           ButitdidnotmoveGagoolorGagool’smaster,thoughIsawsignsofpityamongtheguardsbehind,andonthefacesofthechiefs; andasforGood,hegaveafiercesnortofindignation,andmadeamotionasthoughtogotoherassistance. Withallawoman’squickness,thedoomedgirlinterpretedwhatwaspassinginhismind,andbyasuddenmovementflungherselfbeforehim,andclaspedhis"beautifulwhitelegs"withherhands. 

           "Oh,whitefatherfromtheStars!"shecried,"throwovermethemantleofthyprotection;letmecreepintotheshadowofthystrength,thatImaybesaved.Oh,keepmefromthesecruelmenandfromthemerciesofGagool!" 

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