"I love you, Silencieux," he said. And then she spoke.
"If you love me, Antony," she said, "if you love me—"
"O what, Silencieux?" he cried, his heart growing cold once more.
"Come nearer, Antony. Put your ear to my lips—Antony, if you love me—the human sacrifice."
"O God," he cried, "here in the sunlight—It is true—"
And, a man with the doom of his nature heavy upon him, he once more went out into the wood.
CHAPTER XI
WONDER IN THE WOOD
A few days after this, little Wonder, playing about the garden, had slipped away from her nurse, and, pleased in her little soul at her cleverness, had found her way up to her father's châlet. Antony was sitting at his desk, writing, with his door open.