[The Firing Line by Robert W. Chambers]@TWC D-Link bookThe Firing Line CHAPTER XII 13/22
But I heard you once when I should not have heard you.
Does that seem centuries ago? Alas for us both, Ulysses, when I heard your voice calling me under the Southern stars! Would you ever have spoken if you knew what you know now ?" "I would have told you the truth sooner." "Told me what truth ?" "That I love you, Calypso." "You always answer like a boy! Ah, well I--if you knew how easily a girl believes such answers!" He bent his head, raising her bare fingers to his lips.
A tiny shock passed through them both; she released her hand and buried it in the folds of her kilt. There was a pale flare of moonlight behind the forest; trunks and branches were becoming more distinct.
A few moments later the Indian, bending low, came creeping back without a sound, and straightened up in the fathomless shadow of the oak, motioning Shiela and Hamil to rise. "Choo-lee," he motioned with his lips; "Ko-la-pa-kin!" Lips close to Hamil's ear she whispered: "He says that there are seven in that pine.
Can you see them ?" He strained his eyes in vain; she had already found them and now stood close to his shoulder, whispering the direction. "I can't make them out," he said.
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