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"Answer, Maskull!" said Spadevil. "Do you repudiate right action?" "Leave me alone. Go back! I am not thinking of you, and your ideas. I wish you no harm." The darkness came on fast. There was another prolonged silence. Catice threw away the flint, and picked up his staff. "The woman must return home," he said. "She was persuaded here, and did not come freely.

During the whole of the previous day he seemed to have been labouring under a series of heavy enchantments. First Oceaxe had enslaved him, then Tydomin, then Spadevil, and lastly Catice. They had forced him to murder and violate; he had guessed nothing, but had imagined that he was travelling as a free and enlightened stranger.

The words had not left his mouth before he put his face against the fine, driving snow, and pressed onward toward his destination. He walked with a long stride; Tydomin was obliged to half run in order to keep up with him. The three travelled abreast; Spadevil in the middle. The fog was so dense that it was impossible to see a hundred yards ahead. The ground was covered by the green snow.

Spadevil pressed his hand on her sorb and kept it there for a few minutes, while he closed his own eyes. When he removed it, Maskull observed that the sorb was transformed into twin membranes like Spadevil's own. Tydomin looked dazed. She glanced quietly about for a little while, apparently testing her new faculty.

"How comes this horrible world to exist?" Catice did not answer. "Who is Surtur?" "You will get nearer to him tomorrow; but not here." "I am wading through too much blood," said Maskull. "Nothing good can come of it." "Do not fear change and destruction; but laughter and joy." Maskull meditated. "Tell me, Catice. If I had elected to follow Spadevil, would you really have accepted his faith?"

You, Spadevil, must die backslider as you are!" Tydomin said quietly, "He has no power to enforce this. Are you going to allow the truth to fall to the ground, Spadevil?" "It will not perish by my death, but by my efforts to escape from death. Catice, I accept your judgment." Tydomin smiled. "For my part, I am too tired to walk farther today, so I shall die with him."