To-night the moon is full, and the prophet makes intercession with his God.

To-morrow at dawn they march, and by twilight they will have swarmed across the Border." "Have you no power over your own people ?" "But little," he answered.

"I have been too long absent from them, and my name is half forgotten.

Yet, were they free of this prophet, I think I might sway them, for I know their ways, and I am the son of their ancient kings.

But for the present his magic holds them in thrall.