“My own reason is different. I feel that these woods are held by a power
which will turn us back, if it be sufficient to do so. I suppose this
power to derive from the Dwellers, because I know them to be supreme in
these regions, and I cannot think that there could be any other whose
wills could contend against my own so stubbornly. But it is in my
thought that if we accept defeat here we may as well abandon our attempt
at once. It is your nature to depend upon weapons for your protection,
and you have none. It is mine to depend upon the assertion of my own
will, and if, at the first challenge, we confess defeat without effort,
in what confidence may we continue? We have this to think also. The
Dwellers have much knowledge which is not ours, and many powers, but of
the issue of such a conflict neither we nor they have had any
experience.
“I supposed that the meeting of last night would resolve it, for I
believed that my own people had determined to go straight forward, and
that the Dwellers were resolute not to move aside to allow it. But the
appearance of the lizards between them caused my people to halt of their
own will, and the issue was not contested in that way.”
Then she went forward, and I followed closely behind her. Peace was
round us, and a dream-like beauty, golden-green, and deep blue sky where
the trees showed it. The stillness could be felt.
As the body feels when a great wind meets it, so that, though it stoop
against it, it can make no headway, so was the pressure against my mind
to hold me backward.
My companion gave me no thought, and I saw her go on slowly, but with no
sign of effort.
As the pressure increased against me, my heart began to beat very
violently. I became sick with terror. I forced each limb forward with
difficulty, as though there were a weight that dragged it backward. I
concentrated my thought on the fear that if she should leave me I should
be lost entirely, and strove with a despairing energy to lessen the gap
between us, as it threatened to widen. And then, suddenly, I knew that
the pressure ceased, and she looked back with laughing eyes, and a mind
which was elate with victory.
The trees here became very dense, so that we could not see far ahead,
and there were many of the fruit-bearing bushes, such as that on which I
had fed before, that grew between them. I had a sense of great
exhaustion, which I think she shared also, and we sat down and rested.
I saw that she was elate that we had not been turned by this obstacle,
but I found myself less responsive to her mood than usual. I felt that
we were confronted by powers which were entirely beyond our calculation,
and against which we could make no effectual provision. I even doubted
our present success.
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