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"Silencieux," he said over to himself—"I love you, Silencieux." Far down the wood came and went through the trees the black and white gable of a little châlet to which he was dreaming his way. SILAJO HE SAID OVER TO HIMSELF I LOVE YOU SILAJO FAR DOWN THE WOOD CAME AND WENT THROUGH THE TREES THE BLACK AND WHITE GABLE OF A LITTLE CHALET TO WHICH HE WAS DREAMING HIS WAY
X XXI. "RESURGAM!" XXII. THE STRANGENESS OF ANTONY XXIII. BEATRICE FULFILS HER DESTINY The Worshipper of the Image CHAPTER I SMILING SILENCE Evening was in the wood, still as the dreaming bracken, secretive, moving softly among the pines as a young witch gathering simples. She wore a hood of finely woven shadows, yet, though she drew it close, sunbeams trooping westward flashed strange lights across her haunted face. The birds that lived in the wood had broken out into sudden singing as she stole in, hungry for silence, passionate to be alone; and at the foot of every tree she cried "Hush! Hush!" to the bedtime nests. When all but one were still, she slipped the hood from her face and listened to her own bird, the night-jar, toiling at his hopeless love from a bough on which already hung a little star. Then it was that a young man, with a face shining with sorrow, vaulted lightly over the mossed fence and dipped down the green path, among the shadows and the toadstools and the silence. MC GUIRE THE WORSHIPER OF THE IMAGE BY RICHARD LA GALLIEEN CHAPTERS ONE THROUGH SEVEVEN CHAPTER ONE SMILING SILENCE TO SELA THIS TRAGIC FAIRY TALE CHAPTER ONE SMILING SILENCE EVENING WAS IN THE WOOD STILL AS A DREAMING BRACKEN SECRETIVE MOVING SOFTLY AMONG THE PINES AS A YOUNG WITCH GATHERING SIMPLES SHE WORE A HOOD OF FINELY WOVEN SHADOWS YET THOUGH SHE DREW IT CLOSE SUNBEAMS TROOPING WESTWARD FLASHED STRANGE LIGHTS ACROSS HER HAUNTED FACE THE BIRDS THAT LIVED IN THE WOOD HAD BROKEN OUT INTO SUDDEN SINGING AS SHE STOLE IN HUNGRY FOR SILENCE PASSIONATE TO BE ALONE AND AT THE FOOT OF EVERY TREE SHE CRIED HUSH HUSH TO THE BEDTIME NESTS WHEN ALL BUT ONE WERE STILL SHE SLIPPED THE HOOD FROM HER FACE AND LISTENED TO HER OWN BIRD THE NIGHT JAR TOILING AT HIS HOPELESS LOVE FROM A BOUGH ON WHICH ALREADY HUNG A LITTLE STAR THEN IT WAS THAT A YOUNG MAN WITH A FACE SHINING WITH SORROW VAULTED OVER THE MOSSED FENCE AND DIPPED DOWN THE GREEN PATH AMONG THE SHADOWS AND THE TOADSTOOLS AND THE SILENCE
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