She was gathering a little posy of your wild flowers—eyebright, and crane's bills and small blue pansies, when——
Fauna.
There glided out of the intertwisted fibres of the blue-berries a serpent——
Alcyone.
Grey, with black arrows down the spine, and a flat, diabolical head——
Fauna.
And Cydippe never saw it, and stretched out her hand again, and—see——
Silvanus.
The viper fixed his fangs here, in the blue division of the vein, here in her translucent wrist. See, it swells, it darkens!