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Now Lakla cupped her mouth with pink palms and sent a clarion note ringing out. The ledge on which we stood continued a few hundred feet before us, falling abruptly, though from no great height to the Crimson Sea; at right and left it extended in a long semicircle.
"Well, we'd better get busy good and quick!" the O'Keefe's voice rang. But Lakla, for some reason of her own, would pursue the matter no further. The trouble fled from her eyes they danced. "Larry darlin'?" she murmured. "I like the touch of your lips " "You do?" he whispered, all thought flying of anything but the beautiful, provocative face so close to his.
"Now is no time, Yolara, for one's own desires. This is my counsel. At the end of the three tal Lakla will come for our answer. Your men will be in ambush and they will slay her and her escort quickly with the Keth. But not till that is done must the three be slain and then quickly. With Lakla dead we shall go forth to the Silent Ones and I promise you that I will find the way to destroy them!"
Sick, I turned away O'Keefe as pale as I; passed back into the corridor that had opened on the ledge from which we had watched; met Lakla hurrying toward us. Before she could speak there throbbed faintly about us a vast sighing. It grew into a murmur, a whispering, shook us then passing like a presence, died away in far distance. "The Portal has opened," said the handmaiden.
O'Keefe was silent; the Golden Girl shook her head. "Well would I like to," her face grew dreaming; "but the Silent Ones say no; they bid me let you go, Yolara " "The Silent Ones," the priestess laughed. "You, Lakla! You fear, perhaps, to let me tarry here too close!" Storm gathered again in the handmaiden's eyes; she forced it back.
The handmaiden sighed, plainly dejected. But she spoke again to the Akka, who gently lowered the O'Keefe to the floor. "I don't understand," she said hopelessly, "if you want to walk, why, of course, you shall, Larry." She turned to me. "Do you?" she asked. "I do not," I said firmly. "Well, then," murmured Lakla, "go you, Larry and Goodwin, with Kra and Gulk, and let them minister to you.
Lakla, shining-eyed and half fearful too: "I have other tidings that I am afraid will please you little, Larry darlin'. The Silent Ones say that you must not go into battle yourself. You must stay here with me, and with Goodwin for if if the Shining One does come, then must we be here to meet it.
"Go that you and Yolara and your Shining One may die together! Death for you, Lugur death for you all! Remember Lugur death!" There was a great noise within my head no matter, Lakla was here Lakla here but too late Lugur had outplayed us; moss death nor dragon worm had frightened him away he had crept back to trap us Lakla had come too late Larry was dead Larry!
The lake of gems rubies and amethysts, mauves and scarlet-tinged blues wavered and shook even as it had before and swept swiftly back to that place whence she had drawn them! Then, with Larry and Lakla walking ahead, white arm about his brown neck; the O'Keefe still expostulating, the handmaiden laughing merrily, we passed through her bower to the domed castle.
It was the thing Lakla had called the Yekta; that with which she had threatened the priestess; the thing that carried the dreadful death and the Golden Girl was handling it like a rose! Larry swore I looked at the thing more closely.
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