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Updated: June 22, 2025


But I kept close to the sound of it, walking up the side of the stream, for it would guide me in the direction of Bulika.

One moonlit evening, as they were going to gather their fruit, they came upon a woman seated on the ground with a baby in her lap the woman I had met on my way to Bulika. They took her for a giantess that had stolen one of their babies, for they regarded all babies as their property.

Chained she is too; but she gets out often, and sucks the blood of any child she can lay hold of. Happily there are not many mothers in Bulika!" Here she burst into tears. "I wish I were at home!" she sobbed. "The princess returned only last night, and there is the leopardess out already! How am I to get into the house? It is me she is after, I know!

I asked her many questions. She told me the people never did anything except dig for precious stones in their cellars. They were rich, and had everything made for them in other towns. "Why?" I asked. "Because it is a disgrace to work," she answered. "Everybody in Bulika knows that!" I asked how they were rich if none of them earned money.

"It may be a city," they said, "but it is not at all like Bulika." I went up to look, and saw a great city, ascending into blue clouds, where I could not distinguish mountain from sky and cloud, or rocks from dwellings. Cloud and mountain and sky, palace and precipice mingled in a seeming chaos of broken shadow and shine. I descended, the Little Ones came with me, and together we sped on faster.

Clouds had by this time gathered so thick over the moon that I could scarcely see my companion: I feared she was rising to run from me. "You are in no danger of any sort from me," I said. "What oath would you like me to take?" "I know by your speech that you are not of the people of Bulika," she replied; "I will trust you!

Jubilant over their victory, the smaller boys were childishly boastful, the bigger boys less ostentatious, while the girls, although their eyes flashed more, were not so talkative as usual. The woman of Bulika no doubt felt encouraged. We talked the greater part of the night, chiefly about the growth of the children, and what it might indicate.

"You will soon know about her if you are going to Bulika!" she answered. "Now, I must never go back there!" "Yes, I am going to Bulika," I said, " to see the princess." "Have a care; you had better not go! But perhaps you are ! The princess is a very good, kind woman!" I heard a little movement.

Ever since then, the princess has lived in Bulika, holding the inhabitants in constant terror, and doing what she can to keep them from multiplying.

"If I had but that animal of yours to guide me " I went on, hoping to learn something of its mission, but she interrupted me, saying, "It was to Bulika she went the shortest way." "How wonderfully intelligent she looked!" "Astarte knows her work well enough to be sent to do it," she answered. "Have you many messengers like her?" "As many as I require." "Are they hard to teach?"

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