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VIII. A New Force Disturbs the Current

           “Now,whatshallwedo?PerhapsIhavethrownsix—haveyouanymatches?”

           “None,”saidVenn.

           “Christianhadsome—Iwonderwhereheis.Christian!”

           ButtherewasnoreplytoWildeve’sshout,saveamournfulwhiningfromtheheronswhichwerenestinglowerdownthevale.Bothmenlookedblanklyroundwithoutrising.Astheireyesgrewaccustomedtothedarknesstheyperceivedfaintgreenishpointsoflightamongthegrassandfern.Theselightsdottedthehillsidelikestarsofalowmagnitude.

           “Ah—glowworms,”saidWildeve.“Waitaminute.Wecancontinuethegame.”

           Vennsatstill,andhiscompanionwenthitherandthithertillhehadgatheredthirteenglowworms—asmanyashecouldfindinaspaceoffourorfiveminutes—uponafox-gloveleafwhichhepulledforthepurpose.Thereddlemanventedalowhumorouslaughwhenhesawhisadversaryreturnwiththese.“Determinedtogoon,then?”hesaiddrily.

           “Ialwaysam!”saidWildeveangrily.Andshakingtheglowwormsfromtheleafherangedthemwithatremblinghandinacircleonthestone,leavingaspaceinthemiddleforthedescentofthedice-box,overwhichthethirteentinylampsthrewapalephosphoricshine.Thegamewasagainrenewed.Ithappenedtobethatseasonoftheyearatwhichglowwormsputforththeirgreatestbrilliancy,andthelighttheyyieldedwasmorethanampleforthepurpose,sinceitispossibleonsuchnightstoreadthehandwritingofaletterbythelightoftwoorthree.

           Theincongruitybetweenthemen’sdeedsandtheirenvironmentwasgreat.

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