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They went towards the stackyard There he saith solistening and

gleaht-blue

sky, throwing dark, substantial shadows, but theossa them, as they rose like cold fires to the silvery-bluish

air All was intangible, a burning of cold, glireat

above hian to fuse like a bead He kneould

die

She stood for so lu power She was afraid

of what she was Looking at hi presence a sudden lust seized her, to lay hold of hi Her hands and wrists

felt i, like blades He waited there

beside her like a shadohich she wanted to dissipate, destroy

as the ht destroys a darkness, annihilate, have done

with She looked at hiht and

inspired She tempted him

And an obstinacy in him made him put his arm round her and

draw her to the shadow She submitted: let him try what he could

do Let hiainst the side of

the stack, holding her The stack stung him keenly with a

thousand cold, sharp flames Still obstinately he held her

And timorously, his hands went over her, over the salt,