2/20 So, you have come, you have found me! This time if I let you slip, may I be stamped slack-fingered!' '"Two wishes make a will," you say.' He answered her with one of his bursts of brightness. Her coming cleared everything. His appearance was that of a man to whom the sphinx has whispered. They ascended to the topmost of the mountain stages, to another caravanserai of tourists, whence the singular people emerge in morning darkness night-capped and blanketed, and behold the great orb of day at his birth--he them. |