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 campaniles. Lights were coming out in clusters along the water-front, and glancing here and there across the shimmering lagoon.

Fen begged so hard to sit up a little later than usual that he was allowed to stay on deck until the sunset glow had faded and the sky had paled and then deepened to dusk.

"It's a much beautifuller place to look at than Egypt," he thought as he fell asleep. "Oh, if Siddereticus were only here to tell me things—he makes everything be diff'rent, somehow."

It was the next afternoon that Sally dropped breathless into a chair beside Fen.

"Tell me about it, tell me all about everything—oh, please!" he begged.

"Oh, I can't!" said Sally. "Oh, it was wonderful—you can't even imagine it. Fen! 'Most all the streets are water, and