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In a few minutes' time Maskull got up of his own accord, and irreverently, and almost angrily, threw Crimtyphon's corpse over his shoulder again. "How far do we have to go?" he asked in a surly tone. "An hour's walk." "Lead on." "Still, this isn't the sacrifice I mean," said Tydomin quietly, as she went on in front. Almost immediately they reached more difficult ground.
"We have a long way to go," said Tydomin. "Relate some of these legends, Spadevil." The snow had ceased, the day brightened, Branchspell reappeared like a phantom sun, but bitter blasts of wind still swept over the plain. "In those days," said Spadevil, "there existed in Ifdawn a mountain island separated by wide spaces from the land around it.
The words had not left his mouth before he put his face against the fine, driving snow, and pressed onward toward his destination. He walked with a long stride; Tydomin was obliged to half run in order to keep up with him. The three travelled abreast; Spadevil in the middle. The fog was so dense that it was impossible to see a hundred yards ahead. The ground was covered by the green snow.
Tydomin recovered her self-possession. About three-quarters of an hour later they worked around the second corner, and entered into full view of the north aspect of Disscourn. A hundred yards lower down the slope on which they were walking, the mountain ended abruptly in a chasm.
Oceaxe looked both haughty and frightened. "Maskull says that so as to shield me, as he thinks. I require no shield, Maskull. I killed him, Tydomin." "I believe you, Oceaxe. You did murder him. Not with your own strength, for you brought this man along for the purpose." Maskull took a couple of steps toward Tydomin.
"A forest of false ideas is waiting for your axe," said Maskull. "But will they allow it?" "Spadevil knows, Maskull," said Tydomin, "that be it today or be it tomorrow, love can't be kept out of a land, even by the disciples of Hator." "Beware of love beware of emotion!" exclaimed Spadevil. "Love is but pleasure once removed. Think not of pleasing others, but of serving them."
"But don't ask me any more questions," said Tydomin, who was becoming faint. Maskull stopped at a little spring. He himself drank, and then made a cup of his hand for the woman, so that she might not have to lay down her burden. The gnawl water acted like magic it seemed to replenish all the cells of his body as though they had been thirsty sponge pores, sucking up liquid.
They walked over to Crimtyphon's body, and Maskull hoisted it on to his shoulders. It weighed heavier than he had thought. Tydomin did not offer to assist him to adjust the ghastly burden. She crossed the isthmus, followed by Maskull. Their path lay through sunshine and shadow.
The joy consists in this that it is in our power to give freely what will later on be taken from us by force." Tydomin watched him attentively. "Then your feeling is that your life is worthless, and you make a present of it to the first one who asks?" "No, it goes beyond that. I feel that the only thing worth living for is to be so magnanimous that fate itself will be astonished at us.
The air above it was filled with a sort of green haze, which trembled violently like the atmosphere immediately over a furnace. "The lake is underneath," said Tydomin. Maskull looked curiously about him. Beyond the crater the country sloped away in a continuous descent to the skyline. Behind them, a narrow path channelled its way up through the rocks toward the towering summit of the pyramid.
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