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But when at last, after quite thirty or forty minutes she spoke, her voice was perfectly firm and calm. She said: 'Are you there? 'Yes, said I, 'yes, Leda. 'What was the color, says she, 'of the poison-cloud which destroyed the world? 'Purple, Leda, said I. 'And it had a smell like almonds or peach blossoms, did it not? says she. 'Yes, said I, 'yes.
And I am now writing three weeks later at a little place called Château-les-Roses, and no poison-cloud, and no sign of any poison-cloud, has come. And this I do not understand. It may be that she divined that I was about to destroy myself ... she may be quite capable.... But no, I do not understand, and shall never ask her.
Hope, therefore, most, and cheeriest smile, at the very apsis and black nadir of Despair: for He is nimble as a weasel, and He twists like Proteus, and His solstices and equinoxes, His tropics and turning-points and recurrences are innate in Being, and when He falls He falls like harlequin and shuttlecocks, shivering plumb to His feet, and each third day, lo, He is risen again, and His defeats are but the stepping-stones and rough scaffolding from which He builds His Parthenons, and from the densest basalt gush His rills, and the last end of this Earth shall be no poison-cloud, I say to you, but Carnival and Harvest-home ... though ye have sinned, poor hearts ...
It must have been 'the White, then, that led me back, retarding me long, so that I should not enter the poison-cloud, and then openly presenting me the Boreal to bring me home to Europe. But his motive? And the significance of these recommencing wrangles, after such a silence? This I do not understand! Curse Them, curse Them, with their mad tangles! I care nothing for Them!
'Isaac was a great exception, said I: 'in the Bible and such books, you understand, you read of only the best sorts of people; but there were millions and millions of others especially about the time of the poison-cloud on a very much lower level putrid wretches covetous, false, murderous, mean, selfish, debased, hideous, diseased, making the earth a very charnel of festering vices and crimes.
'Clodagh, I said after some minutes 'do you know why I called you Clodagh? 'No? Tell me? 'Because once, long ago before the poison-cloud, I had a lover called Clodagh: and she was a.... 'But tell me first, cries she: 'how did one know one's lover, or one's wife, flom all the others? 'Well, by their faces.... 'But there must have been many faces all alike 'Not all alike.
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