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Hastings, who always awoke a thought impatient and became ultra-complacent with no interval of real sanity, wistfully asked for a soft-boiled egg and added plaintively: "Though I dare say the very hens in Yaque lay something besides eggs pineapples, very likely."
The Yaque del Sur, or Neiba River, receives several copious affluents, the largest one being the San Juan River. Much of the lumber exported at Barahona is floated down the Yaque and the river is navigable about 20 miles for flat-bottomed boats, though rapids and rocky ledges interpose obstacles. The other rivers of the southern part of Santo Domingo are much smaller.
In this amazing land no speculation was too far afield to be the food of every day. Here men understood miracle as the rest of the world understands invention. Already the mere existence of Yaque proved that the space of experience is transcended and with the thought a fancy, elusive and profound, seized him and gripped at his heart with an emotion wider than fear.
"The daughter of his Majesty, the King," said Cassyrus, looking still more as if he were having his portrait painted, "will in three days be recognized publicly as Princess of Yaque." St. George's heart gave a great bound. Thank Heaven, she was here, and safe. His hope and confidence soared heavenward. And by some miracle she was to take her place as the people of Yaque had petitioned.
He turned upon the prince, and his voice went cutting to the farthest corner of the hall: "Men and women of Yaque," he cried, "I accuse your prince of the knowledge that can take from and add to the years of man at will. I accuse him of the deliberate and criminal use of that knowledge to take King Otho from his throne!" St. George hardly knew what effect his words had.
Then he folded his arms and leaned against the stone prisms again, looking down at her. Evidently the magician, whoever he was, did not mind his saying that, for the palace did not crumble or the moon cease from shining on the white walls. "Still," she answered, looking toward the sea, "queer things are true in Yaque. It is queer that you are here. Say that it is."
George could not help saying. At this she laughed in assent. "Who knows," she said, "what may be true of us nous autres in the Fourth Dimension? In Yaque queer things are true. And of course you never can tell " At this St. George turned toward her, and his eyes compelled hers. "Ah, yes, you can," he told her, "yes, you can."
Hastings, seated on a bench of lapidescent wood in the portico and a Titanic portico it looked by day and, having sent for the palace chef, she was attempting to write down the recipe for the salad of that day's luncheon, although it was composed chiefly of fowls now extinct everywhere excepting in Yaque.
"Did you rub the lamp?" he said. "Because I couldn't help coming." She looked at him breathlessly. "Have you," he asked her gravely, "eaten of the potatoes of Yaque? And are you going to say, 'Off with his head'? And can you tell me what is the population of the island?"
George did that is the only answer to a world of impossibilities already proved possible. But the vista which all this opened smote him with irresistible humour. "Ah well now, I suppose, your Highness," he said, "that our ocean liners sail clean through the island of Yaque, then, and never even have their smoke pushed sidewise?" The prince laughed pleasantly.
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