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XXVIII. The Hollow Amid the Ferns

           

           Behindtheluminousstreamsofthisauroramilitaris,shecouldseethehueofTroy’sswordarm,spreadinascarlethazeoverthespacecoveredbyitsmotions,likeatwangedharpstring,andbehindallTroyhimself,mostlyfacingher;sometimes,toshowtherearcuts,halfturnedaway,hiseyeneverthelessalwayskeenlymeasuringherbreadthandoutline,andhislipstightlyclosedinsustainedeffort.Next,hismovementslapsedslower,andshecouldseethemindividually.Thehissingoftheswordhadceased,andhestoppedentirely.

           "Thatouterlooselockofhairwantstidying,"hesaid,beforeshehadmovedorspoken."Wait:I’lldoitforyou."

           Anarcofsilvershoneonherrightside:theswordhaddescended.Thelockdroppedtotheground.

           "Bravelyborne!"saidTroy."Youdidn’tflinchashade’sthickness.Wonderfulinawoman!"

           "ItwasbecauseIdidn’texpectit.Oh,youhavespoiltmyhair!"

           "Onlyoncemore."

           "Nono!IamafraidofyouindeedIam!"shecried.

           "Iwon’ttouchyouatallnotevenyourhair.Iamonlygoingtokillthatcaterpillarsettlingonyou.Now:still!"

           Itappearedthatacaterpillarhadcomefromthefernandchosenthefrontofherbodiceashisrestingplace.Shesawthepointglistentowardsherbosom,andseeminglyenterit.Bathshebaclosedhereyesinthefullpersuasionthatshewaskilledatlast.However,feelingjustasusual,sheopenedthemagain.

           "Thereitis,look,"saidthesergeant,holdinghisswordbeforehereyes.

           Thecaterpillarwasspitteduponitspoint.

           "Why,itismagic!"saidBathsheba,amazed.

           "Ohnodexterity.

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