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"We are sure," the tones rolled out like deepest organ notes, shaking, vibrating, assailing the ears as strangely as their appearance struck the eyes. Another moment the O'Keefe stared at them. Once more he squared his shoulders; lifted Lakla's chin and smiled into her eyes. "We stick!" he said again, nodding to the Three.
He glanced at me curiously. "Some talk there has been that the stranger who came with you, Double Tongue, was making new death tools for Lugur," he ended. Marakinoff! The Russian at work already in this storehouse of devastating energies, fashioning the weapons for his plots! The Apocalyptic vision swept back upon me "He is not dead." Lakla's voice was poignant.
But when we had entered and the screens were drawn together his manner changed; all eagerness he questioned us. Briefly we told him of the happenings at the feast, of Lakla's dramatic interruption, and of what had followed. "Three tal," he said musingly; "three tal the Silent Ones have allowed and Yolara agreed." He sank back, silent and thoughtful. "Ja!" It was Olaf. "Ja!
There's another thing" he hesitated, nervously "there's another thing that may startle you a bit when we meet up with Lakla her er frogs!" "Like the frog-woman we saw on the wall?" asked Olaf. "Yes," went on Larry, rapidly. "It's this way I figure that the frogs grow rather large where she lives, and they're a bit different too. Well, Lakla's got a lot of 'em trained.
Under my hand Lakla's shoulder quivered; dead-alive and their master vanished I danced, flickered, within the rock; felt a swift sense of shrinking, of withdrawal; slice upon slice the carded walls of stone, of silvery waters, of elfin gardens slipped from me as cards are withdrawn from a pack, one by one slipped, wheeled, flattened, and lengthened out as I passed through them and they passed from me.
Put me down, I say!" The O'Keefe's voice was both outraged and angry; squinting around I saw him struggling violently to get to his feet. The Akka only held him tighter, booming comfortingly, peering down into his flushed face inquiringly. "But, Larry darlin'!" Lakla's tones were well, maternally surprised "you're stiff and sore, and Kra can carry you quite easily."
The handmaiden was weeping softly. "Love never left them. Love was stronger than the Shining One. And when its evil fled, love went with them wherever souls go." Of Stanton and Thora there was no trace; nor, after our discovery of those other two, did I care to look more. They were dead and they were free. We buried Throckmartin and Edith beside Olaf in Lakla's bower.
"Steady!" came Lakla's voice, her body leaned against mine. I gripped myself, my brain steadied, I looked again. And I saw that of body, at least body as we know it, the Shining One had none nothing but the throbbing, pulsing core streaked with lightning veins of rainbows; and around this, never still, sheathing it, the swirling, glorious veilings of its hell and heaven born radiance.
Not Larry let me go even as you will but not him!" She threw up frantic hands to the woman-being of the Trinity. "Let me bear it alone," she wailed. "Alone mother! Mother!" The Three bent their heads toward her, their faces pitiful, and from the eyes of the woman One rolled tears! Larry leaped to Lakla's side. "Mavourneen!" he cried. "Sweetheart, what have they said to you?"
"And whence have the Silent Ones gained power to command, choya?" This last, I knew, was a very vulgar word; I had heard Rador use it in a moment of anger to one of the serving maids, and it meant, approximately, "kitchen girl," "scullion." Beneath the insult and the acid disdain, the blood rushed up under Lakla's ambered ivory skin. "Yolara" her voice was low "of no use is it to question me.
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