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They admitted they did, though the Banker acquiesced very grudgingly. "The time of my departure is at hand. Is there anything else, gentlemen, before I leave you?" asked the Chemist, beginning to disrobe. "Please tell Lylda I want very much to meet her," said the Very Young Man earnestly, and they all laughed.
She was hardly more than sixteen, with a slender, not yet matured, yet perfectly rounded little body. She wore, like Lylda, a short blue silk tunic, with a golden cord crossing her breast and encircling her waist. Her raven black hair hung in two twisted locks nearly to her knees. Her skin was very white and, even more than Lylda's, gleamed with iridescent color.
"It was the morning of my third day in the castle," began the Chemist again, "that I was taken by Lylda before the king. We found him seated alone in a little anteroom, overlooking a large courtyard, which we could see was crowded with an expectant, waiting throng.
Apparently it was the very worst thing that could have happened." "Not for you personally," interjected the Very Young Man. "We're perfectly safe and Lylda, and Loto." He put his arm affectionately around the boy who sat close beside him. "You are not afraid, are you, Loto?" "Now I am not," answered the boy seriously. "But this morning, when I left my grandfather, coming home "
With one last sorrowful glance Lylda turned slowly, and, walking with her arm about her sister, followed the others into the depths of the tunnel. For some time this strange party of refugees from an outraged world walked in silence. Because of their size, the tunnel appeared to them now not more than eight or nine feet in height, and in most places of nearly similar width.
Some brandished other improvised weapons; still others held rocks in their hands. A little pair of arms clutched the Very Young Man about his leg; he gave a violent kick, scattering a number of the struggling figures and clearing a space into which he leaped. "Back Aura, Lylda," he shouted. "Take Loto and Eena. Get back behind us."
"That's true," agreed the Doctor, "there seems to be considerable latitude " "I decided," the Chemist went on, "that immediately after your arrival we should all wear the drugs constantly. You can use the armpit pouches if you wish; Lylda and I will wear these belts I have made."
Lylda interpreted for us as well as she could, though I must confess we were all three at times completely at a loss. But Lylda's bright, intelligent little face, and the resourcefulness of her gestures, always managed somehow to convey her meaning.
"I found myself falling steadily under the spell of her beauty, until well, gentlemen, it's childish for me to enlarge upon this side of my adventure, you know; but Lylda means everything to me now, and I'm going back for her just as soon as I possibly can." "Bully for you!" cried the Very Young Man. "Why didn't you bring her with you this time?"
"If they're all like Lylda I think they're great," he added enthusiastically, flushing a little at his own temerity. The Chemist smiled his acknowledgment of the compliment. "The status of women and their character is I think one of the most remarkable things about this race. You will remember, when I returned from here the first time, that I was much impressed by the kindliness of these people.
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