CHAPTER XVIII

Morning found Marlin many miles down the coast and still feverishly

pushing on. Too bad he couldn't have left some word for Sally; but

she'd probably understand.

His failing to show up for breakfast would be the tipoff. She'd realize

that he must have decided that he couldn't do this thing.

In the long run, she'd be glad that the father of her children still

had the responsibility of caring for them. What if he did beat her

occasionally? Recollection of the fight they'd staged last evening

recurred to mind, and he grinned. Sally gave as good as she took. He

half suspected that she enjoyed the excitement.

Still, there were her kisses and her warm vital body. Most of all,

there was the hunger for companionship. It was just as well to put a

lot of distance between himself and these ever-tempting possibilities.

Perhaps, if he was doomed to be alone, he might find some creature of

the wild for company. The section of the shore which he was approaching

really promised well.

He had supposed that the center from which most of the vegetation

sprang was somewhere in the neighborhood of his emergence. Probably

just a fellow's egotistical way of regarding himself as the center

of the universe. Now it began to look as if this region to the south

was relatively a garden spot, the older section--so far as growth was

concerned.

The bushes were more luxuriant; there were even some fledgling trees.

Wild life was more abundant. He caught glimpses of rabbits and of a

distant creature that might have been one of the legendary sheep which

were supposed to have been trapped in the ooze before the sphere took

its plunge into space.

It seemed to Marlin that even the sun shone brighter; his skin felt a

gentle warmth in place of the ever-present chill. It was almost like

coming home.

More and more frequently he came upon things that gladdened his spirit.

Sheep there undoubtedly were, back among those rocks, and stalks of

corn, not nearly as stunted as those which Link had painstakingly

cultivated. Bees hummed around the blossoms of occasional flowers. At

the base of a huge rock outcropping he found a nest hollowed out in a

pocket of dry leaves, and in the nest were eggs--pullet eggs.

On the slope of a hillside rising from the other side of the rock was

a small flock of clucking hens, scratching industriously under the

supervision of a strutting cock. Off to the right a pair of goats

raised their heads and blatted at him in mild astonishment.

A well-defined trail led to the crest of the outcropping. Trembling

with anticipation of he knew not what, Marlin plodded up the path.

Reaching the top, he paused. Something constricted his throat.

* * * * *

Calm and tranquil, like an aloof goddess, she sat on a boulder in

a grassy knoll overlooking the sea. She wore a knee-length garment

which seemed to be woven of plaited grass. Her long golden hair hung

in loose braids over her shoulders, and she cuddled a chick to her

breast, cupping it in both hands while the mother hen, with the rest of

her brood, clucked at her feet. On the slope above, a black and white

pup paused in the act of worrying a stick, and stood looking at the

newcomer with one ear comically cocked.

Marlin stared entranced. He had no impulse to approach, but only to

fill his eyes with the lovely picture she made--to feed his starved

soul with the tranquility of her unconscious pose. Mature, brooding,

poised--a veritable part of it she seemed--an expression of the

universal mother-spirit.

When she glanced up from the fluffy thing cuddled in her hands, she

seemed scarcely surprised at seeing him, but her full lips broke into a

smile of pleased welcome.

As she deposited the fledgling on the ground among its mates, he took a

diffident step toward her, then another.

"Pearl!" he muttered in a choked voice, and dropped on his knees beside

her.

She looked down understandingly. Extending both hands, she clasped them

behind his head and drew his face gently to the warm hollow where the

chick had nestled.

"... _Thus N'urth came into being. But it was a fearsome

planet--barren--devoid of life. Then the gods who had created it turned

to Pi-Ruh-Al, the all-knowing, and besought her to make their creation

more pleasing to the sight of El-Leighi._

_"For know you, my son, that so great was the wisdom of this lovely

goddess that for long periods she sealed her lips in mercy, lest she

reveal truths too vast for mind to comprehend. Yet was she also the

most tender and understanding of the Great Beings._

_"In her wisdom, Pi-Ruh-Al gathered a handful of soil from the barren

planet, and breathed upon it, and moistened it in the sea. And she

scattered the soil and it became seeds, which blossomed into grass and

flowers and all things growing, so that N'urth was converted into a

place of beauty riding upon the void._

_"And again Pi-Ruh-Al gathered rock fragments which she moistened in

the sea and breathed upon and scattered abroad, and the rocks gave

forth living things, so that the world teemed with birds and tiny

creatures that crawl and fly and burrow, and with all animals that we

know, from the least to great herds which feed upon the hillsides._

_"With all of this the gods were pleased, but in time they again grew

dissatisfied, they knew not why. And Pi-Ruh-Al smiled, for the cause

of their sorrow was known to her even before they voiced it. So she

removed the seal from her lips and told them they were grieved because

none of their kind would enjoy the beauty of this world or remain to

husband its teeming life, when they returned to their home in the

sun. And she commanded them to people N'urth with beings in their own

image--children of their loins, who should hold their heads high and

walk erect with understanding, as befitted the mortal children of gods._

_"And the Mighty Ones knew that Pi-Ruh-Al spoke wisdom, and they obeyed

her command. And now, from their far-off home in the sun, they look

out upon the fair planet which they formed and peopled with life, and

declare that it is good."_

_"Is it not true, Mother, that our own race--my race--came from the

greatest of these?"_

_"We believe it is true, son--and ever should. For it is said that from

Maha-Ra-Lin and Pi-Ruh-Al descended our splendid race, which peoples

nearly half the continents of N'urth. Yet it is but natural for the

other races to think highly of those from whom they sprang. All were

gods--stupendous beings of high courage and noble aims, who rode the

thunderbolt across the void, brought life from stones, and molded for

us a world in which it is pleasant to dwell."_

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