Kai Lung's Golden Hours by Ernest Bramah
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opportune recumbence of a fallen tree, "is it a narration that would
lie within the passage of the sun from one branch of this willow to another?" "Adequately set forth, the history of the Princess Taik and of the virtuous youth occupies all the energies of an agile story-teller for seven weeks," replied Kai Lung, not entirely gladdened that she should deem him capable of offering so meagre an entertainment as that she indicated. "There is a much-flattened version which may be compressed within the narrow limits of a single day and night, but even that requires for certain of the more moving passages the accompaniment of a powerful drum or a hollow wooden fish." "Alas!" exclaimed the maiden, "though the time should pass like a flash of lightning beneath the allurement of your art, it is questionable if those who await this one's returning footsteps would experience a like illusion. Even now--" With a magnanimous wave of her well-formed hand she indicated the other maiden, who, finding that the danger of pursuit was not sustained, had returned to claim her part. "One advances along the westward road," reported the second maiden. "Let us fly elsewhere, O allurer of mankind! It may be--" "Doubtless in Yu-ping the sound of your uplifted voice--" But at this point a noise upon the earth-road, near at hand, impelled them both to sudden flight into the deeper recesses of the wood. Thus deprived, Kai Lung moved from the shadow of the trees and sought the track, to see if by chance he from whom they fled might turn to his advantage. On the road he found one who staggered behind a |
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