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t； hauling Gentle up beside it。
〃A passing place；〃 it said again。
It put its arm around Gentle's shoulders； and together they stumbled towards the warmth that had roused them。 Though the gloom was still deep； they could make out the vague presence of the wall。 For all the scale of the upheaval； the fissure they'd made was scarcely more than a man's height。 On the other side it was foggy； but each step took them closer to the light。 As they went； their feet sinking into a soft sand that was the color of the fog； they heard the ice bells again and looked back； expecting to see the women following。 But the fog already obscured the fissure and the sanctum beyond； and when the bells stopped； as they did moments later； they lost all sense of its direction。
〃We've e out into the Third Dominion；〃 Pie said。
〃No more mountains？ No more snow？〃
〃Not unless you want to find〃 your way back to thank them。〃
Gentle peered ahead into the fog。 〃Is this the only way out of the Fourth？〃
〃Lord； no；〃 said Pie。 〃If we'd gone the scenic route we'd have had the choice of a hundred places to cross。 But this must have been their secret way； before the ice sealed it up。〃
The light showed Gentle the mystif s face now； and it bore a wide smile。
〃You did fine work；〃 Pie said。 〃I thought you'd gone crazy。〃
〃I think I did； a little；〃 Gentle replied。 〃I must have a destructive streak。 Hapexamendios would be proud of me。〃 He halted to give his body a moment's rest。 〃I hope there's more than fog in the Third。〃
〃Oh； believe me； there is。 It's the Dominion I've longed to see more than any other； while I've been in the Fifth。 It's full of light and fertility。 We'll rest； and we'll feed； and we'll get strong again。 Maybe go to L'Himby and see my friend Scopique。 We deserve to indulge ourselves for a few days before we head for the Second and join the Lenten Way。〃
〃Will that take us to Yzordderrex？〃
〃Indeed it will；〃 Pie said； coaxing Gentle into motion again。 〃The Lenten Way's the longest road in the Tmajica； It must be the length of the Americas； and more。〃
〃A map！〃 said Gentle。 〃I must start making that map。〃
The fog was beginning to thin； and with the growing light came plants： the first greenery they'd seen since the foothills of the Jokalaylau。 They picked up their pace as the vegetation became lusher and scented； calling them on to the sun。
〃Remember； Gentle；〃 Pie said； when they'd gone a little way； 〃I accepted。〃
〃Accepted what？〃 Gentle asked。
The fog was wispy now； they could see a warm new world awaiting them。
〃You proposed； my friend； don't you remember？〃
〃I didn't hear you accept。〃
〃But I did；〃 the mystif replied； as the verdant landscape was unveiled before them。 〃If we do nothing else in this Dominion； we should at the very least get married！〃
24
England saw an early spring that year； with the days being balmy at the end of February and； by the middle of March； warm enough to have coaxed April and May flowers forth。 The pundits were opining that if no further frosts came along to kill the blooms and chill the chicks in their nests； there would be a surge of new life by May； as parents let their fledglings fly and set about a second brood for June。 More pessimistic souls were already predicting drought； their divining dampened when； at the beginning of March； the heavens opened over the island。
When…on that first day of rain…Jude looked back over the weeks since she'd left the Godolphin estate with Oscar and Dowd； they seemed well occupied； but the details of what had filled that time were at best sketchy。 She had been made wele in the house from the beginning and was allowed to e and go whenever it pleased her to do so； which was not often。 The sense of belonging she'd discovered when she'd set eyes on Oscar had not faded； though she had yet to uncover its true source。 He was a generous host； to be sure； but she'd been treated well by many men and not felt the devotion she felt now。 That devotion was not returned； at least not overtly； which was something of a fresh experience for her。 There was a certain reserve in Oscar's manner…and a consequent formality in their exchanges…which merely intensified her feelings for him。 When they were alone together she felt like a long…lost mistress miraculously returned to his side； each with sufficient knowledge of the other that overt expressions of affection were superfluous； when she was with him in pany…at the theater or at dinner with his friends…she was mostly silent； and happily so。 This too was odd for her。 She was accustomed to volubility； to handing out opinions on whatever subject was at issue； whether said opinions were requested or even seriously held。 But now it didn't trouble her not to speak。 She listened to the tittle…tattle and the chat （politics； finance； social gossip） as to the dialogue of a play。 It wasn't her drama。 She had no drama； just the ease of being where she wanted to be。 And with such contentment to be had from simply witnessing； there seemed little reason to demand more。
Godolphin was a busy man； and though they spent some portion of every day together； she was more often than not alone。 When she was； a pleasant languor overcame her； which contrasted forcibly with the confusion that had preceded her ing to stay with him。 In fact she tried hard to put thoughts of that time out of her mind； and it was only when she went back to her flat to pick up belongings or bills （which； on Oscar's instruction； Dowd paid） that she was reminded of friends whose pany she was at present not disposed to keep。 There were telephone messages left for her； of course； from Klein； Clem； and half a dozen others。 Later； there were even letters…some of them concerned for her health…and notes pushed through her door asking her to make contact。 In the case of Clem she did so； guilty that she'd not spoken to him since the funeral。 They lunched near his office in Marylebone； and she told him that she'd met a man and had gone to live with him on a temporary basis。 Inevitably； Clem was curious。 Who was this lucky individual？ Anyone he knew？ How was the sex： sublime or merely wonderful？ And was it love？ Most of all； was it love？ She answered as best she could： named the man and described him； explained that there was nothing sexual between them as yet； though the thought had passed through her mind on several occasions； and as to love； it was too soon to tell。 She knew Clem well and could be certain that this account would be public knowledge in twenty…four hours； which suited her fine。 At least with this telling she'd allayed her friends' fears for her health。
〃So when do we get to meet this paragon？〃 Clem asked her as they parted。 〃In a while；〃 she said。
〃He's certainly had quite an effect on you； hasn't he？〃 〃Has he？〃
〃You're so…I don't know the word exactly…tranquil； maybe？ I've never seen you this way before。〃 〃I'm not sure I've ever felt this way before。〃 〃Well； just make sure we don't lose the Judy we all know and love； huh？〃 Clem said。 〃Too much serenity's bad for the circulation。 Everybody needs a good rage once in a while。〃
The significance of this exchange didn't really strike her until the evening after； when…sit