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... Then darkness hid the entire landscape, yet a darkness that was deeper, bluer than the velvet of the night alone. ... And he shrieked aloud in his remorseful anguish: "May the gods forgive me, for I did not mean it! Oh, that I might undo ... that I might repay THEN DARKNESS HID THE ENTIRE LANDSCAPE YET A DARKNESS THAT WAS DEEPER BLUER THAN THE VELVET OF THE NIGHT ALONE AND HE SHRIEKED ALOUD IN HIS REMORSEFUL ANGUISH MAY THE GODS FORGIVE ME FOR I DID NOT MEAN IT OH THAT I MIGHT UNDO THAT I MIGHT REPAY
he overhanging bank behind; he saw the blood still streaming from its wounded flank. It must land—he saw it with a secret, awful pleasure—full upon the striding figure, whose head was turned away! The swiftness of that leap, however, was not so swift but that he could easily have used his spear. Indeed, he gripped it strongly. His skill, his strength, his aim—he knew them well enough. But hate and love, fastening upon his heart, held all his muscles still. He hesitated. He was no murderer, yet he paused. He heard the roar, the ugly thud, the crash, the cry for help—too late ... and when, an instant afterwards, his steel plunged into the great beast’s heart, the human heart and life he might have saved lay still for ever. ... He heard the water rushing past, an icy wind came down the gorge against his naked back, he saw the fire shine upon the farther bank ... and the figure of a girl in skins was wading across, seeking out the shallow places in the dusk, and calling wildly as she came. ARD IT HAD LEAPED WITH A BLAZING FURY FROM THE OVERHANGING BANK BEHIND HE SAW THE BLOOD STILL STREAMING FROM ITS WOUNDED FLANK IT MUST LAND HE SAW IT WITH A SECRET AWFUL PLEASURE FULL UPON THE STRIDING FIGURE WHOSE HEAD WAS TURNED AWAY THE SWIFTNESS OF THAT LEAP HOWEVER WAS NOT SO SWIFT BUT THAT HE COULD EASILY HAVE USED HIS SPEAR INDEED HE GRIPPED IT STRONGLY HIS SKILL HIS STRENGTH HIS AIM HE KNEW THEM WELL ENOUGH BUT HATE AND LOVE FASTENING UPON HIS HEART HELD ALL HIS MUSCLES STILL HE HESITATED HE WAS NO MURDERER YET HE PAUSED HE HEARD THE ROAR THE UGLY THUD THE CRASH THE CRY FOR HELP TOO LATE AND WHEN AN INSTANT AFTERWARDS HIS STEEL PLUNGED INTO THE GREAT BEAST'S HEART THE HUMAN HEART AND LIFE HE MIGHT HAVE SAVED LAY STILL FOREVER HE HEARD THE WATER RUSHING PAST AN ICY WIND CAME DOWN THE GORGE AGAINST HIS NAKED BACK HE SAW THE FIRE SHINE UPON THE FARTHER BANK AND THE FIGURE OF A GIRL IN SKINS WAS WADING ACROSS SEEKING OUT THE SHALLOW PLACES IN THE DUSK AND CALLING WILDLY AS SHE CAME
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