"And what do you who are as leaves or drops of water do in that world of yours ?" he said, plainly bent on turning the subject.
"Keep off the golden-eyed girl, Larry," I interjected.

"Wait till we find out why she's tabu." "Love and battle, strive and accomplish and die; or fail and die," answered Larry--to Rador--giving me a quick nod of acquiescence to my warning in English.
"In that at least your world and mine differ little," said the dwarf.
"How great is this world of yours, Rador ?" I spoke.
He considered me gravely.
"How great indeed I do not know," he said frankly at last.

"The land where we dwell with the Shining One stretches along the white waters for--" He used a phrase of which I could make nothing.

"Beyond this city of the Shining One and on the hither shores of the white waters dwell the mayia ladala--the common ones." He took a deep draft from his flagon.

"There are, first, the fair-haired ones, the children of the ancient rulers," he continued.