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Then he came on almost reverently, and I saw that he carried in his hand a sealed paper like that which had been given to Amroth; and I read it and found my summons written. Then while Lucius stood beside me, with his eyes upon the ground, I said: "I must go in haste; and I have but one thing to do.
But I don't seem to have seen anything of them only just ordinary and simple people." Amroth laughed. "You do say the most extraordinarily ingenuous things," he said. "In the first place, of course, we have quite a different scale of values here. People do not take rank by their accomplishments, but by their power of loving.
I am not afraid of anything that may happen, and there is no weariness of thought. One does not think till one is tired, but till one has finished thinking." "Yes," said Amroth, "that was the misery of the poor body!"
"Yes," said Amroth, "and you will see her; but you will not be long after me, brother; comfort yourself with that!" We walked a little farther across the moorland, talking softly at intervals, till suddenly I discerned a solitary figure which was approaching us swiftly. "Ah," said Amroth, "my time has indeed come. I am summoned."
But we walked as men dragging themselves into some fiery and dreadful martyrdom. Again I could not bear it, and I cried out suddenly: "But, Amroth, He is Love; and we can enter without fear into the presence of Love!" "Have you not yet guessed," said Amroth sternly, "how terrible Love can be? It is the most terrible thing in the world, because it is the strongest.
We were soon at the foot of the enormous structure. Amroth knocked at the gate, a low door, adorned with some vague and ghastly sculptures, things like worms and huddled forms drearily intertwined. The door opened, and revealed a fiery and smouldering light within. High up in the tower a great wheel whizzed and shivered, and moving shadows crossed and recrossed the firelit walls.
"Yes," said Amroth, "I was only jesting, and I see that my jests were out of place. Of course what you saw was real there are no pretences here. Men and women do indeed suffer a kind of death the second death in these places, and have to begin again; but that is only for a certain sort of self-confident and sin-soaked person, whose will needs to be roughly broken.
There seemed to be no one about, no sign of life; the only sound a curious wailing note, which came at intervals from one of the enclosures, like the crying of a prisoned beast. We went up into the tower; the staircase ended in a bare room, with four apertures, one in each wall, each leading into a kind of balcony. Amroth led the way into one of the balconies, and pointed downwards.
I scrambled to my feet, and Amroth helped me a little higher up the rocks, looking carefully into the mist as he did so. Close behind us was a steep rock with ledges. Amroth flung himself upon them, with an agile scramble or two. Then he held his hand down, lying on the top; I took it, and, stiffened as I was, I contrived to get up beside him. "That is right," he said in a whisper.
He came up to us, and bending down to Cynthia with great tenderness, took her hand, and said, "Will you stay here quietly a little, Cynthia, and rest? You are perfectly safe now, and no one will come near you. We two shall be close at hand; but we must have a talk together, and see what can be done." Cynthia smiled and released me. Amroth beckoned me to withdraw with him.
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