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Moonchild
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Chapter
THE DARK SIDE OF THE MOON
THE spring gathered her garments together, then flung them wide over the
Bay of Naples. Hers is the greatest force in Nature, because her clarion
sounds the summons of creation. It is she that is the Vicegerent of the All-
Father, and of His spirit hath He dowered her with a triple essence.
In southern lands, even before the Equinox opens its gates before her
conquering armies, one feels her imminent. Her light-armed troops swarm
over the breached ramparts of the winter, and their cry is echoed in the
dungeons of the soul by those whom she has come to save.
Yet in her hands is nothing but a sword. It is a disturbance of the
equilibrium to which the dying year has attained after its long joy and agony;
and so to the soul which is at ease she comes with alarum and tocsin. A soul
like Iliel's, naturally apt to receive every impulse, to multiply it, and to
transform it into action, is peculiarly sensitive, without knowing it, to cosmic
forces so akin to its own inborn turbulence.
In her idlest moods, Lisa la Giuffria would have started for China at the
least provocation, provided that she could start within the hour.
She could take a lover, or throw one away, a dozen times in a year, and
would have been indignant and amazed if any one had called her fickle. She
was not insincere; but she believed with her whole soul [250] that her
immediate impulse was the true Will of her whole Self. One night at the
Savoy Hotel with Lavinia King, just before Christmas, the talk had turned on
the distress then prevailing in London. Instantly she had dragged the whole
party downstairs, provided it with the entire supply of silver money that the
hotel happened to have on hand, and rushed it to the Embankment to rescue
the unemployed. That night she was a super-Shaftsbury; she formulated a
dozen plans to solve the problem of poverty, root, branch, and leaf; and the
next morning her dressmaker found her amid a sheaf of calculations.
But a new style of costume being displayed, she had plunged with equal
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