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And what I wondered had been the secret of that promise they had wrung from their handmaiden and from Larry. And whence, if what the Three had said had been all true whence had come their power to avert the sacrifice at the very verge of its consummation? "Love is stronger than all things!" had said Lakla.
She pointed into the radiant mist; Olaf started, hesitated, stared from Lakla to the Three, searched for a moment their eyes and something like a smile drifted through them. He stepped forward, lifted O'Keefe, set him squarely within the covering light. It wavered, rolled upward, swirled about the body, steadied again and within it there was no sign of Larry!
"Come!" said Lakla, and we walked on; down and down through hall after hall, flight upon flight of stairways. Deep, deep indeed, we must be beneath the domed castle Lakla paused before a curved, smooth breast of the crimson stone rounding gently into the passage. She pressed its side; it revolved; we entered; it closed behind us.
And consider, Larree, if the handmaiden, the choya comes, I can vanish so" the mocking head disappeared, burst forth again "and slay her with the Keth or bid my people seize her and bear her to the Shining One!" Tiny beads of sweat stood out on O'Keefe's forehead, and I knew he was thinking not of himself, but of Lakla. "What do you want with me, Yolara?" he asked hoarsely.
"Sure," cried Larry, "there's lots of time before night!" He caught himself sheepishly; cast a glance at Lakla. "I keep forgettin' there's no night here," he mumbled. "What did you say, Larry?" asked she. "I said I wish we were sitting in our home in Ireland, watching the sun go down," he whispered to her. Vaguely I wondered why she blushed. But now I must hasten.
Lakla laughed mischievously, caught the real fear for her in his eyes; opened her hand, gave another faint call and back it flew to its fellows. "Why, it wouldn't hurt me, Larry!" she expostulated. "They know me!" "Put it down!" he repeated hoarsely. She sighed, gave another sweet, prolonged call.
"Come," he said, and with the ice-eyed giant behind her, Yolara, head bent, passed out of those hangings through which, but a little before, unseen, triumph in her grasp, she had slipped. Then Lakla came to the unhappy O'Keefe, rested her hands on his shoulders, looked deep into his eyes. "Did you woo her, even as she said?" she asked. The Irishman flushed miserably. "I did not," he said.
Lakla dimpled, laughed spoke to the attendants in that strange speech that was unquestionably a language; they bridled, looked at O'Keefe with fantastic coquetry, cracked and boomed softly among themselves. "They say they like you better than the men of Muria," laughed Lakla. "Did I ever think I'd be swapping compliments with lady frogs!" he murmured to me.
"They had sense of justice enough to help me out and certainly they know love for I saw the way they looked at Lakla; and sorrow for there was no mistaking that in their faces. "No," he went on. "I hold to my own idea. They're of the Old People. The little leprechaun knew his way here, an' I'll bet it was they who sent the word. An' if the O'Keefe banshee comes here which save the mark!
And to Lakla, surrounded by them, from babyhood, they were not strange, at all. Why shouldn't she think them beautiful? The same thought must have struck O'Keefe, for he flushed guiltily. "I think them beautiful, too, Lakla," he said remorsefully. "It's my not knowing your tongue too well that traps me. Truly, I think them beautiful I'd tell them so, if I knew their talk."
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