"Go now in peace, Lakla, and say that Yolara has heard, and that for the three _tal_ they--allow--her she will take council." The handmaiden hesitated.
"The Silent Ones have said it," she answered at last.

"Stay you here, strangers"-- -the long lashes drooped as her eyes met O'Keefe's and a hint of blush was in her cheeks--"stay you here, strangers, till then.
But, Yolara, see you on that heart and strength you have sworn by that they come to no harm--else that which you have invoked shall come upon you swiftly indeed--and that I promise you," she added.
Their eyes met, clashed, burned into each other--black flame from Abaddon and golden flame from Paradise.
"Remember!" said Lakla, and passed through the portal.

The gigantic frog-man boomed a thunderous note of command, his grotesque guards turned and slowly followed their mistress; and last of all passed out the monster with the mace..