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[Katie Leblanc]

The physical exertion was an anodyne to mythoughts, which in any case were without purpose. Get into the House somehow and fix up a plan with the lady, hesaid.
I have much to tell you, my friend, he said, but first I mustinterview his Holiness. The stone was assmooth as a water-worn pebble. Everybody, except the guards round the House, seemed to be huddlingin the village street.
Automatically I broke into a run, for I remembered the priestsadvice about the church.
I waited for a minute or so, trying to reckon up the chances. They had theirpistols, but they had no thought of using them. Then suddenly I topped a rise andfound myself looking down on the Dancing Floor.
I noticed,too, that they kept their faces resolutely averted from the DancingFloor.
I was in a mood of profound despondency which was very neardespair.
It seemedto be a bier with a shrouded figure laid on it. As I recovered my breath I wondered why no shot had beenfired. From the one-armed corporal he heard a strange tale. Danger, heseemed to suggest, lay in every quarter of the compass. Sacrilegemust have been an unknown crime in Kynætho, for the thing wasunlocked. He would give me food, if I cared to sharehis humble meal.
But all the same I was in some deadly danger. I had come again into a world which spoke.
They did not even stay to collect someprovender, but fled for their lives along the Vano road.
They would go back to Vano andwait on a boat, the Santa Lucia or some other.
Most ofthe time he read in a little book, a breviary no doubt, and hislips muttered. In the recess I have mentioned there was a door which I had nothitherto noticed.
Suddenly I heard to the right the sound of human speech.
I beamed on him andthanked him in dumb show, while Maris made ready to start. Butthe others, gossiping with the women, heard a fuller version whichscared them to the bone. Never a cart rumbled by, nor mule nor horse crossed my line ofvision. The stone was assmooth as a water-worn pebble. It was now that I had my first real taste of fear. He wanted to shut out the Dancing Floor from his life. 
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