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"So, Larree you thought you could go from me so easily!" She laughed softly. "In my hidden hand I hold the Keth cone," she murmured. "Before you can raise the death tube I can smite you and will.
But the priestess was laughing little trills of sweet bell notes; and pleasure was in each note. "You are indeed bold, Larree," she said, "to offer me your worship. Yet am I pleased by your boldness. Still Lugur is strong; and you are not of those who what did you say have tried. And your wings are not here Larree!" Again her laughter rang out. The Irishman flushed; it was touché for Yolara!
"The priestess of the Shining One does not altogether trust the Shining One's Voice," he said at last. "And these are to guard against any sudden errors. And fear not, Goodwin," he went on kindly. "Not for the Shining One itself would Yolara see harm come to Larree here nor, because of him, to you. But I would not stake much on the great white one. And for him I am sorry, for him I do like well."
"Of what use, Larree?" he said, quietly. "Me you can slay but in the end you will be taken. Life is not held so dear in Muria that my men out there or those others who can come quickly will let you by even though you slay many. And in the end they will overpower you." There was a trace of irresolution in O'Keefe's face. "And," added Rador, "if I let you go I dance with the Shining One or worse!"
But you, Larree, await me here in my garden " she smiled at him, provocatively maliciously, too. "For shall not one who has resisted a world of goddesses be given all chance to worship when at last he finds his own?" She laughed whole-heartedly and was gone. And at that moment I liked Yolara better than ever I had before and alas better than ever I was to in the future.
O'Keefe's appalled bewilderment was almost ludicrous. "If he knows all that, and you knew all that, why didn't you let me click him when I had the chance?" "Larree," the green dwarf was oddly humble. "It seemed good to me, too at first. And then I heard a command, heard it clearly, to stop you that Lugur die not now, lest a greater vengeance fail!" "Command? From whom?"
"Essential occupation out of which we can't be drafted to make these fun-loving folk any Roman holiday. Get me!" "Larree," mused Yolara. "I like the sound. It is sweet " and indeed it was as she spoke it. "And what is your land named, Larree?" she continued. "And Goodwin's?" She caught the sound perfectly. "My land, O lady of loveliness, is two Ireland and America; his but one America."
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.
But God! If we could find that trick out and take it back with us!" "Not so, Larree!" Yolara gasped, through her laughter. "Not so! Goodwin's cry betrayed you!"
"I will take the tall one named Larree." It was the priestess's voice. "After the three tal, you may have him, Lugur, to do with as you will." "No!" it was Lugur's voice again, but with a rasp of anger. "All must die." "He shall die," again Yolara. "But I would that first he see Lakla pass and that she know what is to happen to him." "No!" I started for this was Marakinoff.
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