"The splash!" Suchevane breathed, and now her sweat was gone and her hair was sparkling; she was lovelier than ever before. "Ne'er before one like that! I love all everything!"
"But my love!" Mach cried in dawning horror. "What did I do to Fleta?"
They stared into the radiant emptiness before them, aghast.
Then came the sound of the hummingbird.
Almost afraid to believe it, Mach held up his hand. The tiny bird darted in and landed on it. The feathers of the folded wings were shining black, and the claws were golden.
"The splash!" Suchevane repeated. "It nulled the spell Trool put on her!"
"And her involuntary reflex took over," Mach said. "She saved herself!"
"But none hath power to null Adept magic!" the vampiress continued. "None save another Adept. Methinks thou must be – "
The bird hopped to the canoe, and abruptly Fleta was there in girl form, her sudden weight making the craft rock. She gazed at Mach for half a moment, her eyes brimming, then fell into his embrace.
He knew he could not leave her, no matter what the consequence. All the considerations of the welfare of the frames paled beside the truth of their love.
But that love was forbidden, in Phaze, and he could not take her to Proton. What were they to do?
A watery bubble appeared beside the canoe. The face of the Translucent Adept was in it. "Come to us, and we shall defend thy right to love whom thou dost please, and ne'er will the two of ye be parted," he said. And from him emanated a lesser ripple, in no way on a par with the one just past, yet it signified the truth of his utterance. The Adept had made a promise he would keep.
Now it occurred to Mach that either Stile or the Red Adept could have prevented Fleta's suicide, had they wished to. But what better way to discourage him from remaining in Phaze, than to let Fleta die! Suddenly he understood the nature of the critical mistake the Adept Stile had been fated to make: to let Fleta commit suicide.
Mach's will hardened. "We shall go with you," he said.
Suchevane turned an appalled countenance to them. "I know it be the only way," she said. "I cannot say nay. But O, what mischief be coming o' this!" And from her, too, came the splash of complete conviction.
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