She felt sure it couldn't be true.

Ralph had been disgusted with the hubbub and confusion.

He compared the place to an asylum of filthy lunatics, and they had left it without delay.

And so at last they had come to their present abiding-place in the heart of the wilderness with coolies, pack-horses, and tents, and were camped beside a rushing stream that filled the air with its crystal music day and night.

"And this is Heaven," wrote Stella; "but it is the Heaven of the Orient, and I am not sure that I have any part or lot in it.