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Then promise me two things before you go. Jason promised, and Cheiron answered, 'Speak harshly to no soul whom you may meet, and stand by the word which you shall speak. Jason wondered why Cheiron asked this of him; but he knew that the Centaur was a prophet, and saw things long before they came. So he promised, and leapt down the mountain, to take his fortune like a man.
"Someone who knows him very well described him long ago as 'Cheiron. You will see how apt it is when you meet." Mrs. Cricklander crashed some chords. She had never heard of this Cheiron.
And, although she would have preferred to be alone to-day without even Cheiron, the great trunks and vast leafy canopy above them comforted her. She would not permit herself to think, the beauty of the summer day must just saturate her, and soothe the cold, sick ache in her heart.
But even in the cold and dark we must not be sad, because we know it is only for a time and to give us change, so that we may shout for joy when the spring comes and each year discover in it some new beauty." Cheiron did not speak for a while, he, too, was musing.
Then Peleus kissed his boy, and wept over him, and they went down to the ship; and Cheiron came down with them, weeping, and kissed them one by one, and blest them, and promised to them great renown. And the heroes wept when they left him, till their great hearts could weep no more; for he was kind and just and pious, and wiser than all beasts and men.
The mother remembers that awful day, I expect." "No doubt," said Cheiron; "and who is the 'Long Man' you spoke of as having instigated this outrage?" "He is the man of business, he was the bailiff once, but is a house agent now in Applewood. And whenever he comes something has to go we all dread it. Last Michaelmas it was the Chippendale dining-room chairs "
And Æson wept over his son and went away, but the boy did not weep, so full was his fancy of that strange cave, and the Centaur and his song, and the playfellows whom he was to see. Then Cheiron put the lyre into his hands, and taught him how to play it, till the sun sank low behind the cliff, and a shout was heard outside.
Achilles answered, "Long time ago I was a pupil of old Cheiron, the most righteous of men, and from him I learned to be honest and true. If Agamemnon rule according to right, then I will obey him; but not otherwise.
He sang how his brothers came to ruin by their folly, when they were mad with wine; and how they and the heroes fought, with fists, and teeth, and the goblets from which they drank; and how they tore up the pine trees in their fury, and hurled great crags of stone, while the mountains thundered with the battle, and the land was wasted far and wide; till the Lapithai drove them from their home in the rich Thessalian plains to the lonely glens of Pindus, leaving Cheiron all alone.
But I will not consent to anyone knowing of this staircase. That would destroy something which I could never recover. We must pretend we have found it in the long gallery; there is a recess in the paneling which no one knows of but I, and there we can put it and find it again. It will be quite safe. Shall we leave it there, Cheiron, until we come back from abroad?
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