The impression that she was dreaming again seized her.

This could not possibly be real.

Her feet did not seem to touch the carpets; she did not seem to breathe; she floated.

It was only when the crown was placed upon her head that she realized the reality and the finality of the proceedings.
[Illustration: Ahmed salaamed deeply.] "Be wise," whispered Umballa coldly.

"If you take off that crown now, neither your gods nor mine could save you from that mob down yonder.
Be advised.