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cried Antony, half in terror of this beautiful evil face that drew him irresistibly as the moon, "you, who took her from me!" CRIED ANTONY HALF IN TERROR OF THIS BEAUTIFUL EVIL FACE THAT DREW HIM IRRESISTIBLY AS THE MOON YOU WHO TOOK HER FROM ME
ern, he set the spade into the ground, and speedily removed the soil from the white face below. As he uncovered it, the wind again extinguished the lantern, and there, to his amazement and terror, was the face of Silencieux shining radiantly in the darkness. The hole in which she lay brimmed over with light, as a spring wells out of the hillside. Her face was almost transparent with brightness, and presently she spoke low, with a voice sweeter than Antony had ever heard before. It was the voice of that magic harp at the bottom of the sea, it was the voice that had told him of her lovers, the voice of hidden music that had cried "Resurgam" through the wood. "Antony," she said, "sing me songs of little Wonder." And, forgetting all but the magic of her voice, the ecstasy of being hers again, Antony carried her with him to the châlet, and setting her in her accustomed place, gazed at her with his whole soul. "Sing me songs of little Wonder," she repeated. "You bid me sing of little Wonder!  IT AS FANCY THEN HAVING RE LIT THE LANTERN HE SET THE SPADE INTO THE GROUND AND SPEEDILY REMOVED THE SOIL FROM THE WHITE FACE BELOW AS HE UNCOVERED IT THE WIND AGAIN EXTINGUISHED THE LANTERN AND THERE TO HIS AMAZEMENT AND TERROR WAS THE FACE OF SELA SHINING RADIANTLY IN THE DARKNESS THE HOLE IN WHICH SHE LAY BRIMMED OVER WITH LIGHT AS THE SPRING WELLS OUT OF THE HILLSIDE HER FACE WAS ALMOST TRANSPARENT WITH BRIGHTNESS AND SHE PRESENTLY SPOKE LOW WITH A VOICE SWEETER THAN ANTONY HAD EVER HEARD BEFORE IT WAS THE VOICE OF THAT MAGIC HARP AT THE BOTTOM OF THE SEA IT WAS THE VOICE THAT TOLD HIM OF HER LOVERS THE VOICE OF HIDDEN MUSIC THAT HAD CRIED RHSARIGAM THROUGH THE WOOD ANTONY SHE SAID SING ME SONGS OF LITTLE WONDER AND FORGETTING ALL BUT THE MAGIC OF HER VOICE THE ECSTASY OF BEING HERS AGAIN ANTONY CARRIED HER WITH HIM TO THE CHALET AND SETTING HER IN HER ACCUSTOMED PLACE GAZED AT HER WITH HIS WHOLE SOUL SING ME THE SONGS OF LITTLE WONDER SHE REPEATED YOU BID ME SING OF LITTLE WONDER
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