"You say they loved--and it is true that love is stronger even than death!" "One thing I _don't_ understand"-- this was Larry again--"is why a girl like you keeps coming out of the black-haired crowd; so frequently and one might say, so regularly, Lakla.

Aren't there ever any red-headed boys--and if they are what becomes of them ?" "That, Larry, I cannot answer," she said, very frankly.

"There was a pact of some kind; how made or by whom I know not.

But for long the Murians feared the return of the _Taithu_ and greatly they feared the Three.

Even the Shining One feared those who had created it--for a time; and not even now is it eager to face them--_that_ I know.