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IX. The Planting

‚ÄúI‚ÅÝ‚ÄîI was so afraid‚ÅÝ‚Äîsometimes‚ÅÝ‚Äîthat I wasn‚Äôt,‚Äù she whispered, lifting up to him her eyes streaming with tears. Silently he kissed her lips.

From that day on they walked together in a new world.

No revealing word was spoken; no vows were given, none asked for; but a new bond held them.

She grew older, quieter, taller, he humbler, more tender and reverent, as they toiled together.

So the days passed. The sun burned in the heavens; but the silvered glory of the moon grew fainter and fainter and each night it rose later than the night before. Then one day Zora whispered:

“Tonight!”

Bles came to the cabin, and he and Zora and Elspeth sat silently around the fireplace with its meagre embers. The night was balmy and still; only occasionally a wandering breeze searching the hidden places of the swamp, or the call and song of night

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