"Yes--her face turned to us. And now arise and break your fast, my son,

for you are worn dark and dry from much fasting. I have brought you

milk and fresh fruit, such as the desert does not furnish."

Straight north they travelled until noon was high. The white dromedary

had an escort of eight camels, including Romney's pair, and some twenty

desert horsemen. They were entirely off travel lines, and Romney

realised that the way was kept closed to commerce between Nadiram and

Wampli by the desert-parties, chiefly to protect this northern way to

the country of Rajananda.... In the afternoon they followed for two

hours the path of an ancient river-bed, and entered, when the shadows

gathered, a land of rocky hills--the beasts quickened their pace under

the scent of water.... At sunset, by a spring, Romney's camel kneeled.

The escort vanished. Bamban unfolded fresh white clothing. Romney was

granted the luxury of a bath.

Ahead was verdure and a temple. It was low, and there was a walled

garden to the side, the green foliage hanging over the stones.... Beyond

was a village that looked as if it had been born again from a ruin. It

was strange as a dream--cattle feeding peacefully in the dip of land

between the temple and the town. Night was creeping in.

Even Bamban had vanished. There was silence. Romney emerged from the

sheltering leaves of the spring, his eyes fixed upon the temple....

There was a voice:

"Ah, do not keep me longer from him!"

... A strange altering of time and space--a wavering brightness in the

dusk--a woman's figure in the gateway of the garden wall.

"My man! My man!"

She was running to him, her arms held forward. His own limbs stumbled,

for the full power of his life went from him to her breast.... They

were alone.... They entered the garden of the temple together.... Her

arms did not leave him, yet they were about his knees, and words came to

him leaning forward:

"... Remember--that night as we journeyed forward by swiftest

camels--the risen star in our eyes--the quest in our hearts?"

Romney caught her up in his arms and stilled her whispering lips against

his own.

THE END.

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