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By the time he managed to sit up, Pan had reached him. "I told you," he
muttered as he ran by. "You should have hit them on the head." One of
his hooves grazed Zeus's arm.
Zeus watched the last of the nymphs disappear among the foliage,
followed by the lumbering figure of Pan. He got up slowly, brushed off
the grass and twigs that clung to him, then walked after them. At first
he went slowly, but soon other instincts overcame his chagrin and he
increased his pace. Those he followed were still out of sight, hidden by
the towering trees that predominated here, but an occasional laugh,
teasing and enticing, floated back from somewhere ahead to goad him on;
and he could clearly hear both the sounds of Pan's rough passage through
a nearby thicket and the god's loud imprecations as he tore his way
through the obstructing vegetation.
Soon Zeus found himself on a more clearly defined path. He was out of
the valley now, and a narrow trail led upward, through ever higher
foothills toward a high mountain in the distance. He paused to scan the
way ahead. Not more than a hundred paces away one of the dryads appeared
atop a rocky knoll. She caught sight of him, flashed him an engaging
smile, then turned and continued running up the trail. The temptation
was irresistible, and Zeus charged after her. The low hills through
which they passed grew ever larger, and the distant mountain nearer.
When he stopped again, it was to slump down beside a great tree. He
berated himself for letting the nymph lure him into her frustrating
game. He felt like a fool, and was more than a little angry. As he
rested, he looked out into the distance, trying to catch sight of Pan.
Eventually he glimpsed him on a distant hill, careening out of a grove
of pines and into a clearing, where he paused. Almost immediately one of
the nymphs beckoned from her place of concealment not far from where the
shaggy god stood panting, and with a shout he charged off after her.
Zeus laughed. If he was a fool himself, at least he had company. Briefly
he considered whether he should follow Pan or continue on his own path.
They often became separated during their excursions, and he felt
confident that they would find each other again soon enough. They always
managed to do so, somehow. While he debated, and before he could reach a
decision, a chiding laugh made him spin around and stare into the clump
of trees behind him. He caught a glimpse of dark hair and glittering
eyes; then the nymph was gone.
On and on he ran, up through the rolling foothills. Time and again he
paused, ready to abandon the chase; but always a half-seen figure or
half-heard sound drew him on.
When he stopped again, much later, he was well up the side of the high
mountain he had seen in the distance. He had lost sight of the nymph
some time ago, and was no longer following a clear trail. Huge pine
trees rose above him on every side. His aching feet led him to search
out a grassy hillock for a seat. He settled onto it, wiped his forehead
with the back of his hand, and began to rub his feet.
He and Pan had been traveling for the better part of two days, since
they had swum to the mainland from their island home. This was the sixth
group of nymphs they had chased- or was it the seventh? He was losing
count. Each time the same thing happened. Each time he ended up alone,
rubbing his exhausted feet.
As he sat brooding upon the inequities of his life, a doe appeared from
the bushes nearby and ambled toward him, apparently unaware of the god's
presence. Keeping himself perfectly still, Zeus waited until the animal
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