Shall I make magic for you, Euan?
What most of anything on earth would you care to see tonight ?" "You, Lois." "Hai-e! That is easy.

I will some night send to you my spirit, and it shall be so like me and so vivid nay, so warm and breathing--that you shall think to even touch it....

Shall I do this with a spell ?" "I only have to close my eyes and see you.

Make it that I can also touch you." "It shall be done." We both were smiling, and I for one was forcing my gay spirits, for now that the moment had arrived, I knew that chance might well make of our gay adieux an endless separation.
Lana had wandered a little way apart; I glanced at Lois, then turned and joined her.

She laid her hand on my arm, as though her knees could scarcely prop her, and turned to me a deathly face.
"Euan," she breathed, "I have said adieu to him.