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He
entered
the
pines
,
and
,
shaping
his
course
by
the
low
line
of
cliffs
,
came
to
the
place
where
he
had
first
met
Katrine
.
Thus
far
he
felt
that
he
was
not
wholly
outside
the
pale
of
kindly
things
.
But
after
that
he
was
in
enemy
country
,
and
the
moon
was
still
too
low
to
give
him
help
.
He
wasted
half
an
hour
in
the
thickets
,
till
by
a
strong
effort
of
will
he
forced
himself
to
take
his
bearings
and
remember
Reiverslaw
’
s
instructions
.
He
scrambled
up
hill
again
till
he
was
in
touch
with
the
outcrop
of
rock
,
and
then
suddenly
found
himself
looking
down
on
the
glade
where
stood
the
altar
.
It
was
very
dark
,
and
the
stone
was
only
a
ghostly
blur
.
But
the
darkness
was
a
blessing
,
for
the
place
was
not
as
he
had
seen
it
before
,
and
the
sight
of
it
did
not
revive
the
terrors
he
had
feared
.
It
looked
no
more
than
a
woodland
glade
,
and
the
fact
that
a
rabbit
scurried
from
under
his
feet
seemed
a
friendly
omen
.
On
the
far
side
the
trees
grew
thick
,
and
he
selected
a
gnarled
Scots
fir
as
his
perch
for
the
night
.
Its
trunk
,
branchless
for
sixty
feet
,
was
too
thick
to
climb
,
but
he
found
a
younger
and
slimmer
tree
,
up
which
he
could
squirm
and
from
its
upper
branches
traverse
to
the
other
.
He
had
not
tried
the
game
since
he
was
a
boy
,
and
at
first
his
legs
and
arms
seemed
too
feeble
;
but
the
exercise
warmed
him
,
and
after
twice
sliding
back
to
the
ground
,
he
at
last
reached
the
umbrella
-
like
spread
of
the
crest
.
To
gain
the
other
tree
proved
more
difficult
than
he
had
thought
,
and
he
was
compelled
to
let
his
body
swing
and
make
a
long
stretch
with
his
right
arm
.
But
the
task
was
accomplished
in
the
end
,
and
he
found
himself
on
a
platform
of
crooked
fir
boughs
,
hidden
from
everything
but
the
stars
,
and
with
a
view
through
the
gaps
of
the
branches
to
the
glade
below
him
.
He
had
now
a
clear
sight
of
the
sky
.
The
moon
was
three
-
quarters
up
,
and
the
whole
of
Melanudrigill
,
with
its
slopes
and
valleys
,
was
washed
in
silver
.
He
was
in
it
and
yet
above
it
and
outside
it
,
like
a
man
on
a
hillside
looking
into
a
cleft
.
He
made
his
body
comfortable
in
a
crutch
of
the
tree
,
and
looked
down
on
the
stage
beneath
him
.
It
was
now
lighting
up
,
and
the
altar
was
whitened
by
a
stray
moonbeam
.
For
the
first
time
that
night
he
felt
his
spirits
returning
.
The
oppression
of
the
Wood
was
not
realized
on
this
outer
shell
of
it
,
for
here
only
winged
things
dwelt
,
and
the
unclean
things
of
the
dark
had
no
wings
.
In
this
happier
mood
his
eyes
sought
the
whereabouts
of
Calidon
.
It
was
hidden
by
a
ridge
,
the
ridge
to
the
west
where
lay
Paradise
.
The
thought
gave
him
an
unreasoning
pleasure
.
He
was
not
cut
off
from
the
world
of
light
,
for
,
whatever
befell
on
the
earth
beneath
him
,
he
had
but
to
lift
up
his
eyes
and
they
rested
on
a
happier
country
.
As
the
moon
rose
,
the
multitudinous
little
noises
of
a
wood
at
night
were
hushed
.
There
was
a
sleepy
muttering
of
cushats
to
the
south
of
him
,
and
then
,
with
a
clatter
which
made
him
jump
,
the
birds
rose
in
a
flock
and
flew
across
the
valley
.
After
that
there
was
no
sound
until
the
music
began
.
There
was
no
fixed
moment
for
its
beginning
,
for
it
seemed
to
steal
insensibly
into
the
air
.
And
it
was
scarcely
music
,
but
rather
a
delicate
babble
of
tongues
which
made
a
crooning
like
the
low
notes
of
a
pipe
.
The
sound
was
all
beneath
him
near
the
ground
,
and
gathering
from
different
quarters
to
one
centre
.
Suddenly
,
in
the
midst
of
it
came
a
sharp
liquid
note
,
several
times
repeated
,
a
note
with
authority
in
it
like
a
trumpet
,
and
yet
ineffably
faint
and
distant
as
if
it
were
the
echo
of
an
echo
.
It
did
not
flutter
David
’
s
heart
,
for
there
was
no
threat
in
it
,
but
it
had
a
strange
effect
upon
his
mind
.
For
it
seemed
familiar
,
and
there
was
that
in
him
which
answered
it
.
He
felt
a
boy
again
,
for
in
the
call
there
was
the
happy
riot
and
the
far
horizons
of
childhood
,
and
the
noise
of
hill
winds
and
burns
,
and
the
scent
of
heather
and
thyme
,
and
all
the
unforgotten
things
of
memory
.
The
silver
trumpet
did
not
speak
again
,
but
the
soft
babble
was
creeping
nearer
,
and
suddenly
just
beneath
him
it
broadened
and
deepened
into
the
sound
of
pipes
.
He
looked
down
and
saw
that
the
dance
had
begun
.
As
before
,
the
piper
with
his
hound
mask
sat
cross
-
legged
beyond
the
altar
,
and
the
dancers
revolved
widdershins
around
him
.
