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 a luminous carpet. It was the star-dew of the flowers beginning to shine in the dusk. The air was filled then with a tremulous music that was hardly music at all, it was so faint and threadlike—the silver twinkling of the stars.

Fen sat with his head against Siddereticus's knee, and he would have sat there always; but Siddereticus rose, and he was very tall on the mountain-top. The blue robe he wore shimmered against space, and his eyes glowed like the opal dew of the hill-flowers. He gazed at Fen very gravely and kissed him. Then he said:

"I must leave you, my Fen," and, turning, looked down the mountain.

And Fen looked, too. The great amethyst cliffs were jagged and cruel now, and the star-shine of the dew flickered and paled. And Fen knew then that he would not be able to run down the