But again the glittering pendulum swung back, and as it did so the glorious blossom withered and sank,
petal by petal, into the dark and unfathomable depths of the lake.
Slowly, very slowly, the pendulum proceeded on its way, but not to exactly the same place as before.
This time it checked its swing a little way further along the shore,
and there, one pace from where it had previously paused, another bud arose and unfolded.
To Momo this seemed the loveliest lily of all, the flower of flowers - a positive miracle.
She could have wept aloud when this perfect blossom, too, began to fade and subside into the depths,
but she remembered her promise to Professor Hora and uttered no sound.
Meanwhile, the pendulum had returned to the opposite shore, another pace further along, and a fresh bud broke the glassy surface.
As time went by, it dawned on Momo that each new blossom differed entirely from those that had gone before,
and that it always seemed the most beautiful of all.
She wandered around the lake watching flower after flower unfold and die.
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