SEARCH
0-9 A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z
Prev | Current Page 306 | Next

Haggard, H. Rider (Henry Rider), 1856-1925

"Morning Star"

In the
end, growing weary of staring at this beautiful ship, at the canal and
the desert beyond it, and of wondering where they were, and how they
came thither, they returned to the pavilion to avoid the heat of the
sun. Here they found that during their absence some hand unseen had
arranged the silken bed-clothing on their couches and cleared away the
fragments of their meal, resetting the beautiful table with other foods.
"Truly here is wizardry at work," said Tua, as she sank into a
leather-seated ivory chair that was placed ready.
"Who doubts it?" answered Asti calmly. "By wizardry were you born; by
wizardry was Pharaoh slain; by wizardry we are saved to an end that we
cannot guess; by wizardry, or what men so name, does the whole world
move; only being so near we see it not."
Tua thought a while, then said:
"Well, this golden ship is better than the sty of Abi the hog, nor do I
believe that we journey to no purpose. Still I wonder what that spirit
who named herself my Ka does on the throne of Egypt; also how we came on
board this boat, and whither we sail.


Pages:
294 295 296 297 298 299 300 301 302 303 304 305 306 307 308 309 310 311 312 313 314 315 316 317 318