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Chapter 43

           

           Inthepalemoonlight,whichlentawannessofitsowntothedelicatefacewherethoughtfulcarealreadymingledwiththewinninggraceandlovelinessofyouth,thetoobrighteye,thespiritualhead,thelipsthatpressedeachotherwithsuchhighresolveandcourageoftheheart,theslightfigurefirminitsbearingandyetsoveryweak,toldtheirsilenttale;buttolditonlytothewindthatrustledby,which,takingupitsburden,carried,perhapstosomemother’spillow,faintdreamsofchildhoodfadinginitsbloom,andrestinginthesleepthatknowsnowaking.

           Thenightcreptonapace,themoonwentdown,thestarsgrewpaleanddim,andmorning,coldasthey,slowlyapproached.Then,frombehindadistanthill,thenoblesunroseup,drivingthemistsinphantomshapesbeforeit,andclearingtheearthoftheirghostlyformstilldarknesscameagain.Whenithadclimbedhigherintothesky,andtherewaswarmthinitscheerfulbeams,theylaidthemdowntosleep,uponabank,hardbysomewater.

           ButNellretainedhergraspupontheoldman’sarm,andlongafterhewasslumberingsoundly,watchedhimwithuntiringeyes.Fatiguestoleoverheratlast;hergrasprelaxed,tightened,relaxedagain,andtheysleptsidebyside.

           Aconfusedsoundofvoices,minglingwithherdreams,awokeher.Amanofveryuncouthandroughappearancewasstandingoverthem,andtwoofhiscompanionswerelookingon,fromalongheavyboatwhichhadcomeclosetothebankwhiletheyweresleeping.

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