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

"Morning Star"

"
"Wonder not, for all these things we shall learn in due season, and for
my part, although I hate him I am sorry for Abi," answered Asti drily.
So they sat there in the pavilion watching the desert, over the sands
of which their ship seemed to move, till at length the sun grew low,
and they went to walk upon the deck. Then they returned to eat of the
delicious food that was always provided for them in such plenty, and at
nightfall sought their couches, and slept heavily, for they needed rest.
When they awoke again, it was daylight, though no sun shone through the
skies, and their vessel rolled onward across a wide and sullen sea out
of sight of land. Also the silken pavilion about them was gone, and
replaced by a cabin of massive cedar wood, though of this, being sated
with marvels, Tua and Asti took little note. Indeed, having neither of
them been on an angry ocean before, a strange dizziness overcame them,
which caused them to sleep much and think little for three whole days
and nights.


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