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 "Shut up, I think I hear a girl giggling up in the window there."

Lyaeus stood up very straight on his column and threw a kiss up into the darkness. The giggling turned to a shrill laughter; a head craned out from a window opposite. Lyaeus beckoned with both hands.

"Never mind about them. . . . Look out, somebody threw something. . . Oh, it's an or- ange. ... I want to tell you how I felt the gesture. I had climbed up on one of the hills of the Cigarrales and was looking at the silhouette of the town so black against the stormy marbled sky. The moon hadn't risen yet. . . . Let's move away from here."

"Ven, flor de mi corazon" shouted Lyaeus to- wards the upper window.

"A flock of goats was passing on the road be- low, and from somewhere came the tremendous lilt of. . . ."

"Heads!" cried Lyaeus throwing himself round an angle in the wall.

Telemachus looked up, his mind full of his mother Penelope's voice saying reproachfully: