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 adapting itself with its melodies and strains to every succeeding sentence, as if to deepen its meaning and to make clear what the words could not convey, wove, at these words, a strangely mystical sound-picture, and it appeared to the listening Kamanita as if in his mind endless depths revealed themselves, in whose shadows dim memories stirred without being able to awake.

"The greatest wonder?" said he, after a pause. "I imagined that of all wonderful things here the most wonderful was that splendid stream which empties itself into our lake."

"The heavenly Gunga," nodded the blue.

"The heavenly Gunga," repeated Kamanita dreamily, and again there came over him, only in added degree, that feeling of something which he ought to know, and yet was not able to know, while the mysterious music seemed to seek, in the deepest depths of his own personality, for the sources of that stream.