Book3:WereMyDreamIs
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t’scrispyandgoldenbrownandalmostdonenow.There’salsotwobarrelsofgoodliquor.WhenCyclopsesuphetakeabreakandhaveadelieal.Allthepreparatoryworkisdoneandoisedtoraisethegoldpathebottomoftheke.Isn’tthisaingtime?...”Ileen’seyesagainlookedalroundandsawthatthegroundfromthebankoftheketotheinalsiteofthegoldpacewascoveredwithcarpetmadeofcunnysack.Shekhatthenativeshaddesighisspeciallytopreveremelyheavygoldpaboggingintothesoisitwasbeingmovedupthehill.Onthebankofanotherpartoftheke,severalstrongstalwartbare-chestedyoungnativewarriorstookturicallypeddlingthehugebellowsectedtoaleatherpipethatwentstraightdowntothebottomoftheke.Oherendoftheleatherpipeig’sstomachmadeintoasemitransparentmaskfittedtoCyclops’head.ItwasthroughthispipethatfreshairwastransmittedtoCyclops,enablinghishighcapacitylungstobreatheasheworkedatthebottomofke.Seeingthatallpreparationshadbeeivelydone,Ileehedasighofrelief. 190页 Suddenlyasmallboatcameflyingtowardsthemfromthedesoteisndontheoppositebankoftheke.Afigurewithclothesfppinginthewindwasstandingatthebowgesturingwithbothhands.UheluminousmoonlightIleensawthatitwasnootherthanherbeloveddaughterVio.ThestrongmuscurmanrowiwasVio’shusbandMr.Fihetwoofthemhadbeenlivinginseclusionireehouseonthisdesotelittleisndeversiheycamebatheirtriptothemundaneworld.Amanandawomanlivingtogetherforasubstantialperiodoftime,naturallybecameacouple.AtfirstMr.Fingerwasnotabletoadjusttothemonogamousretionshipofonehusbandandonewife,andpinedincessantly,butbecausehehadnotroloverhisbodywhichVioakeasbigasshewantedorassmalsafiherwhim,hehadnochoicebuttocapitute.Butastimewenton,Mr.Fingerhadbeehepointthathewassubmissiveandobedient,nolongerpinedaoenjoythehappylifeofahen-peckedman;ortobemoretothepoint,henolongerdaredtopin.Astheylookedovertotheothersideofthekethatevening,theysawnumerousopenfiresburningbrightly,hundredsofpeoplewalkingbusilytoandfroandcouldsometimesevenhearsoundsofshoutingiance.Viokhatsomethingimportantmustbehappening,especiallysinceshehadheardhatthegoldpacethathadbeensunktothebottomofthekewasgoingtedup.“Couldthatbehappeningtonight?”shewondered.Viohadalwayslovedthemagnifitgoldpace,sosheimmediatelyhurriedMr.Fiowardsthewaterawoofthemmadeswiftlyfortheoppositebank. Viorushediher’sarmsandIleenkissedhertenderly.“Isthegoldpacegoingteduptonight?”sheaskedurgently.“...Istonightthenight?” “Yes,yesitis…”repliedIleen.“Yourfatherisdownthere.Itwillberaisedupfromthebottomofthekeverysoon.Areyouhappy?...”Vionoddedandsaid, “That’sgreat!MyheartisthumpingfasterthaneverwhenIthinkofhowthegoldpacewouldsoonberaisedfromthebottomofthekeahelightofdayagainsparklingwithradiantbrillianderthedazzlingsun.”Mr.Finger,whowasstandingnearby,saidfawninglytoIleen, “Whydidn’tyoutellusbeforehandaboutthismagnifittaskbeingcarriedouttoday?IfIhadknownIwouldhaveeovertohelp…Butastheysay,‘bettertethannever’.Iamherenowanditisn’ttoht?”Ileehimandsaidsfully, “Youwanttohelp?...Therearehundredsofthousandsofbravestrongnativewarriorshere.Whoneedsyou?...youflytotheheavensoryouswimtothebottomoft