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So she stood contemplating Yolara. Then drawn perhaps by my gaze, she dropped her eyes upon me; golden, translucent, with tiny flecks of amber in their aureate irises, the soul that looked through them was as far removed from that flaming out of the priestess as zenith is above nadir.
I noted the low, broad brow, the proud little nose, the tender mouth, and the softâ âsunlightâ âglow that seemed to transfuse the delicate skin. And suddenly in the eyes dawned a smileâ âsweet, friendly, a touch of roguishness, profoundly reassuring in its all humanness. I felt my heart expand as though freed from fetters, a recrudescence of confidence in the essential reality of thingsâ âas though in nightmare the struggling consciousness should glimpse some familiar face and know the terrors with which it strove were but dreams. And involuntarily I smiled back at her.
She raised her head and looked again at Yolara, contempt and a certain curiosity in her gaze; at OâKeefeâ âand through the softened eyes drifted swiftly a shadow of sorrow, and on its fleeting wings deepest interest, and hovering over that a naive approval as reassuringly human as had been her smile.
She spoke, and her voice, deep-timbred, liquid gold as was Yolaraâs all silver, was subtly the synthesis of all the golden glowing beauty of her.
âThe Silent Ones have sent me, O Yolara,â she said. âAnd this is their command to youâ âthat you deliver to me to bring before them three of the four strangers who have found their way here. For him there who plots with Lugurââ âshe pointed at Marakinoff, and I saw Yolara startâ ââthey have no need. Into his heart the Silent Ones have looked; and Lugur and you may keep him, Yolara!â
There was honeyed venom in the last words.
Yolara was herself now; only the edge of shrillness on her voice revealed her wrath as she answered.
âAnd whence have the Silent Ones gained power to command, choya?â
This last, I knew, was a very vulgar word; I had heard Rador use it in a moment of anger to one of the serving maids, and it meant, approximately, âkitchen girl,â âscullion.â Beneath the insult and the acid disdain, the blood rushed up under Laklaâs ambered ivory skin.
âYolaraââ âher voice was lowâ ââof no use is it to question me. I am but the messenger of the Silent Ones. And one thing only am I bidden to ask youâ âdo you deliver to me the three strangers?â
Lugur was on his feet; eagerness, sardonic delight, sinister anticipation thrilling from himâ âand my same glance showed Marakinoff, crouched, biting his fingernails, glaring at the Golden Girl.
âNo!â Yolara spat the word. âNo! Now by Thanaroa and by the Shining One, no!â Her eyes blazed, her nostrils were wide, in her fair throat a little pulse beat angrily. âYou, Laklaâ âtake you my message to the Silent Ones. Say to them that I keep this manââ âshe pointed to Larryâ ââbecause he is mine. Say to them that I keep the yellow-haired one and himââ âshe pointed to meâ ââbecause it pleases me.
âTell them that upon their mouths I place my foot, so!ââ âshe stamped upon the dais viciouslyâ ââand that in their faces I spit!ââ âand her action was hideously snakelike. âAnd say last to them, you handmaiden, that if you they dare send to Yolara again, she will feed you to the Shining One! Nowâ âgo!â
The handmaidenâs face was white.
âNot unforeseen by the three was this, Yolara,â she replied. âAnd did you speak as you have spoken then was I bidden to say this to you.â Her voice deepened. âThree tal have you to take counsel, Yolara. And at the end of that time these things must you have determinedâ âeither to do or not to do: first, send the strangers to the Silent Ones; second, give up, you and Lugur and all of you, that dream you have of conquest of the world without; and, third, forswear the Shining One! And if you do not one and all these things, then are you done, your cup of life broken, your wine of life spilled. Yea, Yolara, for you and the Shining One, Lugur and the Nine and all those here and their kind shall pass! This say the Silent Ones, âSurely shall all of ye pass and be as though never had ye been!âââ
Now a gasp of rage and fear arose from all those around meâ âbut the priestess threw back her head and laughed loud and long. Into the silver sweet chiming of her laughter clashed that of Lugurâ âand after a little the nobles took it up, till the whole chamber echoed with their mirth. OâKeefe, lips tightening, moved toward the handmaiden, and almost imperceptibly, but peremptorily, she waved him back.
âThose are great wordsâ âgreat words indeed, choya,â shrilled Yolara at last; and again Lakla winced beneath the word. âLo, for laya upon laya, the Shining One has been freed from the Three; and for laya upon laya they have sat helpless, rotting. Now I ask you againâ âwhence comes their power to lay their will upon me, and whence comes their strength to wrestle with the Shining One and the beloved of the Shining One?â
And again she laughedâ âand again Lugur and all the fairhaired joined in her laughter.
Into the eyes of Lakla I saw creep a doubt, a wavering; as though deep within her the foundations of her own belief were none too firm.
She hesitated, turning upon OâKeefe a gaze in which rested more than suggestion of appeal! And Yolara saw, too, for she flushed with triumph, stretched a finger toward the handmaiden.
âLook!â she cried. âLook! Why, even she does not believe!â Her voice grew silk of silverâ âmerciless, cruel. âNow am I minded to send another answer to the Silent Ones. Yea! But not by you, Lakla; by theseââ âshe pointed to the frog-men, and, swift as light, her hand darted into her bosom, bringing forth the
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