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"Well," said Knops, "we have the supplying of that spring." All the time they had been talking, Knops had been leading the way through long passages and down steep steps, of which Leo's long legs had to compass several at a stride. Now they came to a low tunnel through which Leo had to creep for what seemed to him miles.
He now followed the elf through it, but not without misgivings, for as he groped along he stepped on a round object which, to his horror when the little blue flame of the elf's lantern revealed its empty sockets and grinning jaws, proved to be a skull. Knops turned with a smile when he saw Leo's agitation, and said, blandly, "You are not interested in this form of natural history, I see."
Solomon might have built a library indeed, what could be more to the taste of the world's wisest man? He might have dug a reservoir what more useful in a parched city like Jerusalem? He did neither; he built a house all carved with knops, useless and unpractical. Why? Because he was dedicating the work to God. There had been much talk in Crome about the proposed War Memorial.
"Where does this air come from?" "It is pure oxygen; we manufacture it, and here is a lump of pure carbon which we also manufacture," and he laid in Leo's hand what looked like a drop of dew. It was a diamond of exquisite lustre. As Leo looked with surprise and admiration at it, an elf came staggering up to the niche. After breathing the oxygen he turned to Knops with a heart-rending cry.
Come, then, to one of ours: we can be back by the time Master Knops returns." So saying, he started off, and Leo followed.
And my great-aunt is the Queen of Sheba. And 'there came no more such abundance of spices as these which the Queen of Sheba gave to King Solomon. And gold, and precious stones, and knops and flowers' oh, see them all! And, Guardian, I mean King Solomon, DO you think there might be an almug tree in the garden?"
Leo noticed great numbers of pipes running up the sides of the cavern in all directions, but Knops soon opened the door of what he called "the model-room," and here were new wonders displayed. The model-room of the elves' water-work department was a grotto of salt glittering, dazzling, sparkling, and flashing divided into two equal parts, or as if a huge shelf had been placed across it.
"Good-evening, my dear Prince, good-evening; we are well met; just in time to exchange Christmas greetings. I have been looking for you lately, but you seemed always so occupied that there was no chance for me. You have no idea how pleased Knops is to hear of your prosperity.
In a moment more they were in a gentle twilight of green, flashed with streaks of gold. A forest of delicate young larches crowded them in, their rich brown cones hanging like the knops that looped up their dark garments fringed with paler green. And the scent! What a thing to invent the smell of a larch wood!
Knops said a few words in a language Leo did not comprehend, and the little people gathered up their trowels again. But it was time to go, and Leo had to follow his guides and leave the snow people with more reluctance than anything he had yet seen.
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