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"I have named her Gnulemah. She played about the dead body, bright and careless as the flame of the lamp. Whence she came she could not tell, nor had I seen her before that day. It seemed that, at the moment my master's life burned out, hers flamed up; and since that day it has lighted and warmed my solitude." "And Doctor Glyphic "
And where is the reward which should recompense you for this large outlay? Does the honey of your long-awaited triumph offend your lips like gall? Then woe for him whose morning dreams of vengeance become realities in the evening! How stands it between you and Gnulemah, Manetho? She has never loved you ardently, perhaps; but how will you face her hatred?
"No my uncle neither had nor expected children, as far as I know!" "Thor did not see her, Gnulemah?" "Gnulemah? how should he have seen her?" exclaimed Balder, in surprise. "Then her mystery remains!" said Manetho, looking up. He had perhaps doubted whether any suspicion of who Gnulemah really was had found its way to the young man's mind. The latter's reception of his question reassured him.
It was for the last time. At that moment he was less noble than ever before. But the expression of her eyes he never forgot; the love, the entreaty, the grandeur, the sorrow! He turned away and approached the bedside, while Gnulemah went to kneel at her maiden altar. Manetho's eyes were closed; his features wore a singularly childlike expression.
They were leaning side to side against the bench, along whose edge Balder had stretched an arm to cushion Gnulemah's head. As he turned to look at her, a dash of sunlight was quivering on her clear smooth cheek, and another ventured to nestle warmly below the head of the guardian serpent on her bosom, for Gnulemah and the sun had been lovers long before Balder's appearance.
"Could such a creature have been his wife? even his mistress?" questioned Helwyse of himself. But he spoke out sharply: "You must stop this. He must be revived at once. Go and make ready a bed, and I will carry him to it." As he spoke, a silent shadow fell across the body, and Gnulemah stood in the doorway. Balder's first impulse was to motion her away from a spectacle so unsuited to her eyes.
Aloud he said, secretly alluding to the manner of his descent into the garden, "I dropped from the sky into your world, Gnulemah. Though we can talk together, whatever we tell each other will be new." She caught the idea of a lifetime spent instructing this delightful being, and receiving in return instruction from him. She entered at once the charming vista.
As for her, she trusted Balder more freely than herself. Manetho was laid gently on the broad robe, and so upraised and borne forwards; Balder at the head, Gnulemah at the foot. Heavy, heavy is a lifeless body; but the man had cause to wonder at the woman's fresh and easy strength.
As for Gnulemah, although young women are said to thrive and grow beautiful on a diet of morning dew, noonday sunshine, and evening mist, it seems quite likely that she ate no less than the health and activity of a Diana might naturally require. Manetho made a gleeful repast, and Nurse looked on from her corner, externally as unattractive-looking a woman as one would wish to see.
"Your lamp, Gnulemah? what lamp?" "How can you understand me and yet not know what I know? My lamp is the light of my life; it burns always in the temple yonder; when it goes out my life will become a darkness, for I am Gnulemah, the daughter of fire!" "I knew not that my uncle was a poet," muttered Balder to himself. "A daughter of fire, yes, there is lightning in her eyes!"
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