Hylas and the Nymphs

Hylas and the Nymphs
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'Fair wind!' I cried in a husky voice I did not recognize as my own. ¡¡¡¡Maud tried to reply, but could not speak. Her lips were blue with cold, and she was hollow-eyed; but oh, how bravely her brown eyes looked at me- how piteously brave! ¡¡¡¡Again I fell to chafing her hands, and to moving her arms up and down and about until she could thrash them herself. Then I compelled her to stand up; and though she would have fallen had I not supported her, I forced her to walk back and forth the several steps between the thwart and the stern-sheets, and finally to spring up and down. ¡¡¡¡'Oh, you brave, brave woman!' I said, when
oil paintingI saw the life coming back into her face. 'Did you know that you were brave?' ¡¡¡¡'I never used to be,' she answered. 'I was never brave till I knew you. It is you who have made me brave.' ¡¡¡¡'Nor I until I knew you,' I answered. ¡¡¡¡She gave me a quick look, and again I caught that dancing, tremulous light and something more in her eyes. But it was only for the moment. Then she smiled. ¡¡¡¡'It must have been the conditions,' she said; but I knew she was wrong, and I wondered if she likewise knew.