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"I have struggled in vain; I can do no more. I am very weary, and sleep lies heavy upon my lids."<br />

"The moment you open your hand, you will sleep. Open it, and make an end."<br />

A tinge of colour arose in the parchment−like face; the contorted hand trembled with agonised effort. Mara<br />

took it, and sought to aid her.<br />

"Hold, Mara!" cried her father. "There is danger!"<br />

The princess turned her eyes upon Eve, beseechingly.<br />

"There was a sword I once saw in your husband's hands," she murmured. "I fled when I saw it. I heard him<br />

who bore it say it would divide whatever was not one and indivisible!"<br />

"I have the sword," said Adam. "The angel gave it me when he left the gate."<br />

"Bring it, Adam," pleaded <strong>Lilith</strong>, "and cut me off this hand that I may sleep."<br />

"I will," he answered.<br />

He gave the candle to Eve, and went. The princess closed her eyes.<br />

In a few minutes Adam returned with an ancient weapon in his hand. The scabbard looked like vellum grown<br />

dark with years, but the hilt shone like gold that nothing could tarnish. He drew out the blade. It flashed like a<br />

pale blue northern streamer, and the light of it made the princess open her eyes. She saw the sword,<br />

shuddered, and held out her hand. Adam took it. The sword gleamed once, there was one little gush of blood,<br />

and he laid the severed hand in Mara's lap. <strong>Lilith</strong> had given one moan, and was already fast asleep. Mara<br />

covered the arm with the sheet, and the three turned away.<br />

"Will you not dress the wound?" I said.<br />

"A wound from that sword," answered Adam, "needs no dressing. It is healing and not hurt."<br />

"Poor lady!" I said, "she will wake with but one hand!"<br />

"Where the dead deformity clung," replied Mara, "the true, lovely hand is already growing."<br />

We heard a childish voice behind us, and turned again. The candle in Eve's hand shone on the sleeping face<br />

of <strong>Lilith</strong>, and the waking faces of the three Little Ones, grouped on the other side of her couch. "How<br />

beautiful she is grown!" said one of them.<br />

"Poor princess!" said another; "I will sleep with her. She will not bite any more!"<br />

As he spoke he climbed into her bed, and was immediately fast asleep. Eve covered him with the sheet.<br />

"I will go on her other side," said the third. "She shall have two to kiss her when she wakes!"<br />

"And I am left alone!" said the first mournfully.<br />

"I will put you to bed," said Eve.<br />

<strong>Lilith</strong><br />

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