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So Queen Morgana called to her one of the esquires who followed after them, and she said to him: "Go softly and see if thou knowest who is yonder knight; but do not wake him." Now when Queen Morgana le Fay was aware that the knight who was asleep there was Sir Launcelot, it immediately entered her mind for to lay some powerful, malignant enchantment upon him to despite King Arthur.

Morgana's eyes flashed mingled humour and disdain. "You quaint creature! Why should I stay? There's nothing to stay for!" "If there's nothing to stay for, why did you come?" This was an unexpected question, the result of a subconscious suggestion in Manella's mind which she herself could not have explained. Morgana seemed amused. "What did I come for? Really, I hardly know!

Papillon was led forth, Ogier mounted him, and, taking a tender adieu of the tearful Morgana, crossed at rapid speed the rocky belt which separated Morgana's palace from the borders of the sea. The sea-goblins which had received him at his coming awaited him on the shore.

Morgana slid off the edge of her bed and stood upright, her white silk nightgown falling symmetrically round her small figure. With a dexterous movement she loosened the knot into which she had twisted her hair for the night, and it fell in a sinuous coil like a golden snake from head to knee. Manella stepped back in amazement. "Oh!" she cried "How beautiful!

'Love that is blood within the veins of time! Just 'rubbing along pleasantly together! Dear 'Duchess, that wouldn't suit ME!" Lady Kingswood looked at her with interested, kind eyes. "But then, what WOULD suit you?" she queried "You know you mustn't expect the impossible!" "What the world calls the impossible is always the possible" said Morgana "And only the impossible appeals to me!"

Towers, cupolas, bridges, streets, squares, parks and gardens could be plainly seen from the air-ship, which had suddenly stopped, and now hung immovably in mid-air; though for some moments Morgana was too excited to notice this. Again she called to her companions "Look! Look!" she exclaimed "We have found it! The Brazen City!" But she called in vain.

I would not sell my prospect of possessing her for double your bribe." "Your 'prospect! Your prospect is about as deceptive as a fata morgana! What have you been doing, I ask you again, toward realizing this prospect and earning the money you have already received?" "Fair and easy, my colonel! Don't let temper get the better of justice!

"At last!" he exclaimed, with relief, as he saw a small gliding shadow among shadows approaching him, he figure of Morgana so wrapped in a grey cloak and hood as to almost seem part of the slowly dispersing mists of the morning. She pushed back the hood as she came near, showing a small eager white face in which the eyes glittered with an almost unearthly brightness.

He left her then, and she stood for a while alone, gazing far out to the blue sea and sunlight, scarcely seeing them for the half-unconscious tears that blinded her eyes. Suddenly a Ray, not of the sun, shot athwart the loggia and touched her with a deep gold radiance. She saw it and looked up, listening. "Morgana!" The Voice quivered along the Ray like the touched string of an aeolian harp.

Some people would call it sane. I call it just cowardice! Jack had lost his last chance, you see. Morgana Royal threw him over." Seaton paced along with a velvet-footed stride like a tiger on a trail. "Had she led him on?" "Rather! She leads all men 'on' or they think she does. She led YOU on at one time!" Seaton turned upon him with a quick, savage movement. "Never!