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Updated: May 10, 2025
"This is not that pleasure, then?" demanded the low, earnest voice, out of the darkness. "No, that pleasure has not returned." Sullenbode gripped his arm hard. "What pleasure are you speaking of?" "A presentiment of love, which I felt not long ago." "But what do you feel now?" "Calm and free." Sullenbode's face seemed like a pallid mask, hiding a slow, swelling sea of elemental passions.
"Overboard they have gone," replied Maskull, renewing his laughter. "You accursed madman!" Haunte's luminous colour came and went, just as though his internal light were breathing. Then he grew suddenly calm, by a supreme exertion of his will. "You know this kills me?" "Haven't you been doing your best this last hour to make me ripe for Sullenbode?
"To me you seem like a lonely giant, searching for you know not what.... The grandest that life holds.... You at least have no cause to look up to women." "Thanks, Sullenbode!" he responded, with a troubled smile. "When Maskull passes, let people watch. Everyone is thrown out of your road. You go on, looking neither to right nor left."
Sullenbode sank up to her waist in a pit of slime; Maskull rescued her, but after this incident took the lead himself. Corpang was the next to meet with trouble. Exploring a new path for himself, he tumbled into liquid mud up to his shoulders, and narrowly escaped a filthy death.
When he spoke his words, Maskull's lips surprised him by their tender sensitiveness. Their action against each other sent thrills throughout his body. The grass shone dimly. A huge tree, with glowing branches, came into sight. It bore a multitude of red fruit, like hanging lanterns, but no leaves. Underneath this tree Sullenbode was sitting.
"What is love which Corpang despises?" Maskull looked at her attentively. Sullenbode went on, "Love is that which is perfectly willing to disappear and become nothing, for the sake of the beloved." Corpang wrinkled his forehead. "A magnanimous female lover is new in my experience." Maskull put him aside with his hand, and said to Sullenbode, "Are you contemplating a sacrifice?"
"We need not quarrel yet," he remarked, with a forced smile. "No doubt things will straighten themselves out." Sullenbode began kicking the snow about with her foot. "I picked up another piece of wisdom in my sleep, Corpang." "Tell it to me, then." "Men who live by laws and rules are parasites.
"That will be best," said Corpang. Maskull looked angry. "I shall decide Sullenbode, whether you go on, or back, I stay with you. My mind is made up." An expression of joyousness overspread her face, in spite of her efforts to conceal it. "Why do you scowl at me, Maskull?" He returned no answer, but continued walking onward with puckered brows. After a dozen paces or so, he halted abruptly.
"Wait, Sullenbode!" The others came to a standstill. Corpang looked puzzled, but the woman smiled. Maskull, without a word, bent over and kissed her lips. Then he relinquished her body, and turned around to Corpang. "How do you, in your great wisdom, interpret that kiss?" "It requires no great wisdom to interpret kisses, Maskull." "Hereafter, never dare to come between us.
Corpang, who had been staring steadily along the ridge, here abruptly broke in. "The road is plain now, Maskull. If you wish it, I'll go on alone." "No, we'll go on together. Sullenbode will accompany us." "A little way," said the woman, "but not to Adage, to pit my strength against unseen powers. That light is not for me. I know how to renounce love, but I will never be a traitor to it."
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