across the steeple of sunlight, and then down, down, into fathomless depths of air, leaving the space of sky stainless, the morning blue without taint....
Jabez stood for a moment facing them, his chest heaving in convulsive pants. Then crying, "My eyes! My eyes!" crumpled to the floor.
VI
First Harkness was conscious of a wonderful silence. Then into the silence, borne in on the back of the sea breeze, he heard the wild chattering of a multitude of birds. The room was filled with their chatter, up from the trees, crowding the room with their life.
Straight past the window, like an arrow shot from a bow, flashed a sea-gull. Then another more slowly wheeled down, curving against the blue like a wave released into air.
He recognized all these things, and then once again that wonderful blessed stillness. All was peace, all repose. He might rest for ever.
After, it seemed, an infinity of time, and from a vast distance, he caught Dunbar's voice:
"... Jabez! Jabez! Jabez, old fellow! The man's fainted. Harkness, are you all right? Did he hurt you?"
"No," Harkness quietly answered. "He didn't hurt me. He meant to, though...." Then a green curtain of dark thick cloth swept through the
