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"We should both be arrested at the frontier. It would be best to go into hiding here in Petersburg. I believed Woodroffe to be my friend, but I have found only this day that he is my enemy. He knew that I was in Kajana, and was in Abo when he learned of my escape. He went with two other men in search of us, and discovered us that night when we sought shelter at the wood-cutter's hut.
The wood-cutter's wife was looking out of the window when the mules drew up before the door, so heavily laden that they almost sank under their burdens. She lost no time in calling her husband, who was still lying in bed. 'Quick! quick! get up as fast as you can.
I asked for a royal maiden wise and beautiful, calm as the dawn, and you have told me of a wood-cutter's drudge, blind and ugly." And now Semimaru did not answer, but the tones of the biwa grew louder and clearer, and they rang like a song of triumph, and the Emperor could hear these words in the voice of the strings.
And how glad they make the heart of the real lover of his country, to whom "conservation" is not a fad, but an imperative necessity for the future an obligation felt towards the generations yet to come. Of entirely different associations, and arousing a less agreeable chain of memories, are the ruined log-cabins of the wood-cutter's and logger's days. Several of these are passed.
"Let us hurry away from here before it does us a mischief." And in spite of all the chief wood-cutter's remonstrances, they ran away as fast as their legs could carry them. The chief wood-cutter, however, was bolder-hearted, and lifted the axe again. As the blade shone uplifted in the sun, the maiden sang once more, "Throw the axe down, harm not me. I am an enchanted tree.
The wood-cutter's wife was looking out of the window when the mules drew up before the door, so heavily laden that they almost sank under their burdens. She lost no time in calling her husband, who was still lying in bed. 'Quick, quick! get up as fast as you can.
"Some of the volcanoes of Java must be at work, I think," said Nigel one night, as the party sat in a small isolated wood-cutter's hut discussing a supper of rice and fowls with his friends, which they were washing down with home-grown coffee. "It may be so," said Van der Kemp in a dubious tone; "but the sounds, though faint, seem to me a good deal nearer.
If a look could kill Seth would certainly have been a dead man. "So the whole thing's a dead cinch for her?" "Yup. Now." Nevil gave a short laugh. "You mean that matter with Little Black Fox. But she brought it on herself. She encouraged him." Seth was round on him in a twinkling. "Maybe he was encouraged but not by her." "Who then?" There was unmistakable derision in the wood-cutter's tone.
At the shrine of the Senju Kwannon she knelt as was her custom, and that Great Lady, sitting enthroned upon the Lotos of Purity, opened Her eyes slowly from Her divine contemplation and heard the prayer of the wood-cutter's wife.
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