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CHAPTER XVTo a blow there is but one answer;in ourland at leastThe dawn was scarcely broken when they metagain. The air was grey and windless,and cold.They did not speak a word.Hilarion' s first shot struck Maryx in thebreast. Maryx had fired in the air.He stood a moment erect, with his face to thesunrise, then fell to the ground, backward, hishead striking the turfand the stones. Theyheardhim say as he fell:" She bade me nothurt him — Ipromised."Then he lay quite still, and the blood began towrell out slowly from his mouth.The delicate and nervous hand that had hewnsuchlovely andmajestic shapesout from therocks,