Chapter 16 THE FIRST TALK ON THE HILLS

Antony took Beatrice to the high hills where all the year long the sun and the snow shine together. He was afraid of the sea, for the sea was Silencieux's for ever. In its depths lay a magic harp which filled all its waves with music-music lovely and accursed, the voice of Silencieux. That he must never hear again. He would pile the hills against h