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The Priest fell atop of him, but instantly tore himself back. The fingers held. Once again Sorez hitched forward and once again the Priest came with him. In a panic the crazed Priest bore his knees down upon the prostrate man and then swung off to one side. But the fingers held. Sorez was now lying with his head half over the edge. The silver waters lipped his gray hair.
As for Sorez, whether it was the pain of the torture or what, his hair, which before was an iron gray, had turned almost white. The three made their way across the courtyard and again into the palace. He heard noise and confusion on the floors above. The halls were rank with the smell of powder.
There were always men readier to finance a venture of this sort than a surer and less romantic undertaking. He would feel better, however, to investigate it alone if possible, even if it cost him a great deal of time and labor. All those problems, however, were for the future its present worth lay in the influence it gave him with Sorez.
With this evidence he could return to Sorez and persuade him of the futility of his search in the lake itself and induce him to join his party and escape while there was time. If he didn't succeed in this, he would take the girl even if he had to do so by force. "It's a case of grab and jump," said Stubbs. "You gather up the loose stones on the floor and I'll collect the bags.
She had an odd desire this evening to get nearer to those walls of granite. A dozen times she had found her eyes turning to them and each time she obeyed the impulse it was followed by a new longing for David. She wished he were here with her now. She wished he was to be with her to-morrow night when Sorez took her out upon the lake with him.
But it moved slowly and steadily towards the raft. Sorez bent above the girl again. "The Golden Man will tell you. Look into his eyes very hard." The girl grasped the image more tightly and obeyed. "Now go below, deep deep." For some reason, even as she had done in the room when first she had held this thing, she drew back in fear at this. "No! No!" she pleaded.
Sorez was beginning to weigh heavily upon his arm, and he resented having to sacrifice to him any of the strength he needed for the girl. So he staggered on to the very room where a short while before he had fought for his life. But here he was checked by a noise from without cheering as from the advance of several hundred men. Was it possible that reënforcements had arrived for the government?
But beyond there was nothing but the sober height of barren rock standing stark against the sky. There was no movement below on the shore; there was no shadow upon the lake. Yet with eyes fixed upon this scene she still called the name, "David, David." Sorez placed his hand upon her forehead. He concentrated the full power of his mind upon the quest. "Below below you must look below, not above.
So the two had been able to live their idyl in peace, though Flores slept always with one eye open and his knife near. It was quite by accident that Sorez and the tired girl came upon the two at the finish of his second journey into these mountains. The woman in the hut recognized him instantly and bade him welcome.
He saw the dead hearth, saw the chair in which she had curled herself up and gone to sleep, saw the rug upon which Sorez had reclined, saw the very spot where she had sat with the image in her lap, saw where she had stood as she had thrust the revolver into his hand and sent him on his ill-omened errand. But all these things only emphasized her absence.
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