"About Golden Eyes--you were going to tell me something--it's been on my mind all through that little sparring match." I told him of the vision that had passed through my closing lids.

He listened gravely and then laughed.
"Hell of a lot of privacy in this place!" he grinned.

"Ladies who can walk through walls and others with regular invisible cloaks to let 'em flit wherever they please.

Oh, well, don't let it get on your nerves, Doc.

Remember--everything's natural! That robe stuff is just camouflage of course.