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Her face was alive again, alive too with a softness of womanhood he had never seen before. HER FACE WAS ALIVE AGAIN ALIVE TOO WITH THE SOFTNESS OF WOMANHOOD HE HAD NEVER SEEN BEFORE
w that he would have to go back. One night, almost happy again, as he lay by the side of Beatrice, who was sleeping deeply, he rose stealthily, and looked out into the wood. The moonlight fell through it mysteriously, as on that night when he had stolen up there to meet Silencieux—"at the rising of the moon." He could hesitate no longer. Leaving Beatrice asleep, he was soon making his way once more through the moonlit trees. The little châlet looked very still and solemn, like a temple of Chaldean mysteries, and an unwonted chill of fear passed through Antony as he stood in the circle of moonlight outside. His spirit seemed aware of some dread menace to the future in that moment, and a voice was crying within him to go back. But the longing that had brought him so far was too strong for such undefined warnings. Once more he turned the key in the lock, and looked on Silencieux once more. The moonlight fell over her face like a veil of silver, and on her eyelashes was a glitter of tears. AR SELAZO CALLING HIM AND HE KNEW THAT HE WOULD HAVE TO GO BACK ONE NIGHT ALMOST HAPPY AGAIN AS HE LAY BY THE SIDE OF BEATRICE WHO WAS SLEEPING DEEPLY HE ROSE STEALTHILY AND LOOKED OUT INTO THE WOOD THE MOONLIGHT FELL THROUGH IT MYSTERIOUSLY AS ON THAT NIGHT WHEN HE HAD STOLEN UP THERE TO MEET SELA AT THE RISING OF THE MOON HE COULD HESITATE NO LONGER LEAVING BEATRICE ASLEEP HE WAS SOON MAKING HIS WAY ONCE MORE THROUGH THE MOONLIT TREES THE LITTLE CHALET LOOKED VERY STILL AND SOLEMN LIKE A TEMPLE OF THE CALDEOON MYSTERIES AND AN UNWONTED CHILL OF FEAR PASSED THROUGH ANTONY AS HE STOOD IN THE CIRCLE OF MOONLIGHT OUTSIDE HIS SPIRIT SEEMED AWARE OF SOME DREAD MENACE TO THE FUTURE IN THAT MOMENT AND A VOICE WAS CRYING WITHIN HIM TO GO BACK BUT THE LONGING THAT HAD BROUGHT HIM SO FAR WAS TOO STRONG FOR SUCH UNDEFINED WARNINGS ONCE MORE HE TURNED THE KEY IN THE LOCK AND LOOKED ON SELA ONCE MORE THE MOONLIGHT FELL OVER HER FACE LIKE A VEIL OF SILVER AND ON HER EYELASHES WAS A GLITTER OF TEARS
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