Arachne — Volume 03 by Georg Ebers
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stopping at every turn to look across at Tennis and the bright torches
and lights which surrounded the Alexandrian's tent. So one quarter of an hour after another passed away. A light breeze rose, and gradually the tops of the rushes began to shine, and the leafage before, beside, and above her to glitter in the silvery light. The water was no longer calm, but furrowed by countless little ripples, on whose crests the rays from above played, sparkling and flashing restlessly. A web of shimmering silvery radiance covered the edges of every island, and suddenly the brilliant full moon was reflected in argent lustre like a magnificent quivering column upon the surface of the water, now rippled by the evening breeze. The time during which Ledscha could repeat "When the moon is over Pelican Island" was past; already its course had led it beyond. The island lay behind it, and it continued its pilgrimage before the young girl's eyes. The glittering column of light upon the water proved that she was not mistaken; the time which she had appointed for Hermon had already expired. The moon in calm majesty sailed farther and farther onward in its course, and with it minute after minute elapsed, until they became a half hour, then a whole one. |
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