Behold, a greater miracle, Cunora! The blossoms
spread to the leaves, and caus'ed them to bloom, too!"
Cunora was eying her companion pretty sharply. "Ye must take me for
a simple one, to believe such imagining."
Rolla became even more earnest. "Yet it were more than imagining,
Cunora; 'twere too vivid and impressive for only that. As for the
leaves, the blossoming swiftly spread until it covered every bit of
the pile; and I tell thee that the bloom flowed as high as thy hand!
Moreover, after a moment or so, the thing faded and died out, just
as flowers do at the end of the season; all that was left of the
leaves was some black fragments, from which arose a bluish dust,
like unto the cloud that ye and I saw in the sky one day.
"Then the stranger smiled again, and said something of which I
cannot tell the meaning. Once more he performed the miracle, and
this time he contrived to spread the blossom from some leaves to the
tip of a large piece of wood which he took from the ground.
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