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 "You don't know so very many men." I suggested.

"Not actually, Blossom mine, not actually; but a woman retains the knowledge of her previous existences far better than a man. That is what her intuition is. I have been a wife for thousands of years. Think of the husbands I have had! I know all about men. Why, sometimes I can write down Sendi's words before they leave his lips; and, as for his actions, I know them before he even conceives them."

"But what I want to know is how you got out of the house yesterday, and then how you got in again."

She looked at me with amused pity.

"Blossom, you are just about as stupid as a man—just about. I never left the house; I couldn't."

I stared. "But they searched high and low"

"Not very low, my dear, not very low; for if they had, they would have found us down in the cistern, in the baskets we keep the things cool in. We almost touched the water—and we were cool, I can tell you." And she went into peals of infectious laughter that carried me along with her.

"Did you tell him?" I asked when our amusement had subsided.

"Oh, what a goose you are, dear! Of course