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Updated: June 10, 2025
At the end of ten minutes he suddenly allowed his burden to slip off his shoulders on to the ground, where it lay sprawled every which way. He called out to Tydomin. She quickly looked around. "Come here. It has just occurred to me" he laughed "why should I be carrying this corpse and why should I be following you at all? What surprises me is, why this has never struck me before."
It was ten feet high, and its interior was impenetrably black. "Put down the body in the entrance, out of the sun," directed Tydomin. He did so. She cast a keenly scrutinising glance at him. "Does your resolution still hold, Maskull?" "Why shouldn't it hold? My brains are not feathers." "Follow me, then." They both stepped into the cave.
"Question him, Maskull," she said, rather carelessly, jerking her head toward the stranger. Maskull sighed and asked aloud, from his seat on the ground, "What's your name, and where do you come from?" The man studied him for a few moments, first with one pair of eyes, then with another, then with a third. He next turned his attention to Tydomin, who occupied him a still longer time.
What's that corpse why are you dragging it around the country with you?" Tydomin smiled. "I've already heard it said about Matterplay, that if one sows an answer there, a rich crop of questions immediately springs up. But why do you make this unprovoked attack on me, Digrung?" "I don't attack you, woman, but I know you. I see into you, and I see insanity.
Why should he be buried when that poor girl must remain unburied?" "You know that's out of the question," replied Tydomin quietly. Maskull's eyes roamed about agitatedly, apparently seeing nothing. "We must do something," she continued. "I shall go. You can't wish to stay here alone?" "No, I couldn't stay here and why should I want to? You want me to carry the corpse?"
Sullenbode listened, with half-closed eyes, nodding her head from time to time. only twice did she interrupt him. After his description of Tydomin's death, she said, speaking in a low voice "None of us women ought by right of nature to fall short of Tydomin in sacrifice. For that one act of hers, I almost love her, although she brought evil to your door."
Miles away, in the north-east quarter, a long, flat-topped plateau raised its head far above all the surrounding country. It was Sant and there and then he made up his mind that that should be his destination that day. Tydomin meanwhile had walked straight to the gulf, and set down Crimtyphon's body on the edge.
But the next minute Maskull was shocked to realise that the beast was not leaping at all, but was being thrown from branch to branch by the volition of the tree, exactly as an imprisoned mouse is thrown by a cat from paw to paw. He watched the spectacle a while with morbid interest. "That's a gruesome reversal of roles, Tydomin." "One can see you're disgusted," she replied, stifling a yawn.
Tydomin gave one malignant look at it, and sent it crashing into the gulf. "What have I to offer, except my life?" Maskull suddenly broke out. "And what good is that? It won't bring that poor girl back into the world." "Sacrifice is not for utility. It's a penalty which we pay." "I know that." "The point is whether you can go on enjoying life, after what has happened."
She at once came back to him. "I suppose you're tired, Maskull. Let us sit down. Perhaps you have come a long way this morning?" "Oh, it's not tiredness, but a sudden gleam of sense. Do you know of any reason why I should be acting as your porter?" He laughed again, but nevertheless sat down on the ground beside her. Tydomin neither looked at him nor answered.
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