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Updated: May 17, 2025
But with the child's body the white wings had flown down into the wave-buried valleys, and to a cleft of the sea-hills to rest. When the long days of summer began, Killian, the cow-herd, was able to lead his drove up into the hills, giving them the high pastures to range.
But to Killian, when he woke the next morning, they were the only things left him in the world, to take back to Grendel. He took them just as they were, locked in each other's arms, and went back all the long way to Grendel, up into the hills of his home, as poor in money as when he first started. But Grendel saw that he had come back rich; for his face was grown tender and wise.
'I saw from the first that you were a red progressional, and nothing but the fear of old Killian kept you back. And there, sir, you were right: old men are always cowards. But nowadays, you see, there are so many groups: you can never tell how far the likeliest kind of man may be prepared to go; and I was never sure you were one of the strong thinkers, till you hinted about women and free love.
Suddenly the whole stage became showered with gold; the great queen and all her court threw out showers of it like rain. It fell all over the two marionettes, covering them where they lay, just as the babes in the wood when they died were covered over with leaves. Killian dropped his head on to the boards of the little stage, and sobbed.
He was glad enough to meet with a clever fellow who could write plays for him. His partner wanted him to make new dresses for the marionettes, to suit their new parts; but to that Killian would not agree. So whatever they were they still wore their broad hats and crowns, and their wooden shoes, that still he might watch in his own mind himself and Grendel making their way to fortune and happiness.
Then Killian showed her how the joints of the little puppets moved on delicate wires, and how five strings ran up, one from each limb, to be fastened to the player's fingers, so that he might make them act as though life were in them. 'I shall take these down with me to the valley, said Killian. 'First I shall go about among the villages; then, when I can do better, I shall go to the towns.
Then she turned away, leaving the room before Dana could frame a reply. As the energine took effect and her strength returned, Dana clung to Arden's words. They meant there was still a trace of hope for her . . . if Clan-chief Killian agreed with the lady Arden. But that trace of hope wasn't all good; it was easier to hold fear at bay if you had no alternative to what you were afraid of.
Well do I mind my father, in a woollen night-cap, the good soul, going round and round to see the last of it. 'Killian, said he, 'do you see the smoke of my tobacco?
Killian was getting quite rich in copper coin, so he sent some of it home to Grendel, that she might buy stock for the home that was so soon to be theirs. And presently he made bold to go into the towns, where, instead of copper, he might gain silver.
But it had been such a long way to come that when they reached the gates they found them shut. The night was warm, and a high moon was overhead. 'Come, said Killian, 'and let us lie down in one of these orchards that are outside the walls! So they left the high-road, and went and lay down. First they ate some food that they carried with them.
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