We dismounted--I first, so as to assist Layelah; and then it seemed as if death were postponed for a time, since we had reached this place where the rich and rank vegetation spoke of nothing but vigorous life.
Fortune had indeed dealt strangely with me.

I had fled with Almah, and with her had reached one desolate shore, and now I found myself with Layelah upon another shore, desolate also, but not a savage wilderness.

This lonely island, ringed with the black ocean waters, was the abode of a life of its own, and there was nothing here to crush the soul into a horror of despair like that which was caused by the tremendous scenes on Magones.
In an instant Layelah revived from her gloom.

She looked around, clapped her little hands, laughed aloud, and danced for joy.
"Oh, Atam-or," she cried, "see--see the trees, see the grass, the bushes! This is a land of wonder.

As for food, you can call it down from the sky with your sepet-ram, or we can find it on the rocks.
Oh, Atam-or! life is better than death, and we can live here, and we can be happy.