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ands and caught hold of the blade with his bare palms； almost as though he were attempting to keep her from extracting it。 Still she pulled； and it slowly came out of him。〃
〃'Slowly； mama；' the goat…boy said； his tone almost lascivious。 'It hurts mightily。'〃
〃'Does it； child？' Lilith said； twisting the blade in the wound as though to perversely increase her child's distress。 He threw back his head； still looking at her from the bottom of his eyes； his lips drawn back from his little； pointed teeth。 And this？' she said； turning the blade the other way。 'Does this bring you agony？'〃
〃'Yes； Mama！'〃
〃She twisted it the other way。 And this？'〃
〃Finally； it was too much for the child。 He let out a hissing sound； and spat from his erection several spouts of semens…Its sharp stink made the Duke's eyes sting。〃
〃Lilith waited until the boy had finished ejaculating； then she drew out the sword。 The goat…boy sank back on the wet earth； with a look of satisfaction on his face。〃
〃'Thank you； mama；' he said； as though well pleasured by what had just happened。
〃The wound on his belly was already closing up； the Duke saw。 It was as though it were being knitted by agile and invisible fingers。 So too the wounds on his hands； incurred when he had seized the blade。 In a matter of perhaps half a minute the goat…boy was whole again。〃
〃So if the child wasn't dead；〃 Todd said； 〃why was the Duke guilty of murdering him？〃
Katya shook her head。 〃He'd mitted the crime。 The fact that the boy was an immortal was academic。 He'd murdered the child； and had to be punished for it。〃
Todd's gaze went again to the trees where the Duke and his men had disappeared； picturing the look of hope that had appeared on the men's faces when they'd heard the sound of the child's cries。 Now all that made sense。 No wonder they'd ridden off so eagerly。 They were still hoping to find the boy； and earn their release from the Devil's Country。
A wave of claustrophobia came up over Todd。 This was not the limitless landscape it had first appeared to be： it was a prison； and he wanted to be free of it。 He turned； and turned again； looking for some crack in the illusion； however small。 But he could find none。 Despite the immensity of the vistas in all directions； and the height of heavens above him； he might as well have been locked in a cell。
His breath had quickened； his hands were suddenly clammy。 〃Which way's the door？〃 he asked Katya。
〃You want to leave？ Now？〃
〃Yes； now。〃
〃It's just a story；〃 she said。 〃No it's not。 I saw the Duke。 We both saw him。〃
〃It's all part of the show；〃 Katya said； with a dismissive little shrug。 〃Calm down。 There's no harm going to e to us。 I've been down here hundreds of times and nothing ever happened to me。〃
〃You saw the Duke here before？〃
〃Sometimes。 Never as close as we saw today； but there are always hunters。〃
〃Well ask yourself： why are there always hunters？ Why is there always an eclipse？〃
〃I don't know。 Why do you always do the same thing in a movie every time it runs…〃
〃So things are exactly the same； every time you e here； like a movie？〃
〃Not exactly the same； no。 But the sun's always like that： three…quarters covered。 And the trees； the rocks。。。even the ships out there。〃 She pointed to the ships。 〃It's always the same ships。 They never seem to get very far。〃
〃So it's not like a movie；〃 Todd said。 〃It's more like time's been frozen。〃
She nodded。 〃I suppose it is；〃 she said。 〃Frozen in the walls。〃
〃I don't see any walls。〃
〃They're there；〃 Katya said； 〃it's just a question of where to look。 How to look。 Trust me。〃
〃You want me to trust you；〃 Todd said； 〃then get me out of here。〃
〃I thought you were enjoying yourself。〃
〃The pleasure went out of it a while back；〃 Todd said。 He grabbed her arm； hard。 〃e on；〃 he said。 〃I want to get out。〃
She shook herself free of him。 〃Don't touch me that way；〃 she said； her expression suddenly fierce。 〃I don't like it。〃 She pointed past him； over his right shoulder。 〃The door's over there。〃
He looked back He could see no sign of an opening。 Just more of the Devil's Country。
And now； to make matters worse； he once again heard the sound of hooves。
〃Oh Christ。。。〃
He glanced back towards the trees。 The Duke and his men were riding towards them； empty…handed。
〃They're ing back to interrogate us；〃 Todd said。 〃Katya！ Did you hear me？ We need to get the hell out of here。〃
Katya had seen the horsemen； but she didn't seem overly unnerved。 She watched them approaching without moving。 Todd； meanwhile； made his way in the general direction of the door； or at least where she had indicated it stood。 He scanned the place； looking for some fragment…the corner of the doorframe； the handle； the keyhole…to help him locate it。 But there was nothing。
Having no other choice he simply walked across the stony ground； his hands extended in front of him。 After proceeding perhaps six strides； the empty air in front of him suddenly became solid； and his hands flattened against cold； hard tile。 The instant he made contact； the illusion of the painters' trompe l'oeil was broken。 He could not believe he had been so easily deceived。 What had looked like infinite； penetrable reality two strides before now looked absurdly fake： stylish marks on pieces of antiquated tile； plastered on a wall。 How could his eyes have been misled for an instant？
Then he looked back over his shoulder； to call Katya over； and the illusion in which she stood was still pletely intact…the expanse of open ground between where they stood and the galloping horsemen apparently a quarter mile or more； the trees beyond them twice that； the sky limitless above。 Illusion； he told himself； all illusion。 But it meant nothing in the face of the trick before him； which refused to bow to his doubt。 He gave up trying to make it concede； and instead turned back to the wall。 His hands were still upon it； the tiles still laid out under his palms。 Which direction did the door lie in？
〃Right or left？〃 he called to Katya。
〃What？〃
〃The door！ Is it to the right or left？〃
She took her eyes off the riders； and scanned the wall he was clinging to。 〃Left；〃 she said； casually。
〃Hurry then…〃
〃They didn't find the child。〃
〃Forget about them！〃 he told her。
If she was attempting to impress him with her fearlessness she was doing a poor job。 He was simply irritated。 She'd shown him the way the room worked for God's sake； now it was time to get out。
〃e on！〃 he cried。
As he called to her he moved along the wall； a step to his left； then another step； keeping his palms flat to the tiles every inch of the way； as though defying them to play some new trick or other。 But it seemed that as long as he had his hands on the tiles…as long as he could keep uppermost in his mind the idea that this was a painted world； it could not start its trickeries afresh。 And on the third； or was it fourth？ step along the wall his extended hand found the door…jamb。 He breathed out a little sigh of relief。 The door…jamb was right there under his hand。 He moved his palm over it onto the door itself which； like the jamb； was tiled so that there w