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To cut straight to the heart of the situation, and spare you the
lengthy conversation with which I swayed the fair Iana to my will, she
agreed to receive me in her room when the moon had set. Ah, the impatience
with which I watched that fat crescent descend behind the hills! When there
was but a sliver left to view, it seemed to hang their for hours, mocking
me, before the last silvery tip disappeared. At last I made my way to the
door beyond which lay the subject of my desire. As I pushed it open slowly,
the light from my candle cast an ever-widening wedge of light on the
foot-smoothed wooden floor, an arrow which pierced the shadows and pointed
the way to my delight. As it touched the foot of the bed, before it could
illuminate what lay therein, she called in a whisper, “Put out the candle,
and come to me.” Hesitating nary an instant, I did as she bade me, closing
the heavy oaken door behind me. There was a window next to the bed, but
with the moon gone the stars cast only enough light to reveal the dark
shadows of the bed and something moving upon it. Letting my robe flow
silently off my back onto the floor, I felt my way beneath the heavy blanket
which shielded Iana’s body from the evening’s chill.