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 temple. Next she was put down into the softest little bed in the world, the wheels went to singing "Chug-chug-chug," in the drowsiest sort of lullaby, and that was all she knew for a long time.

But something roused her, suddenly, and she stretched out her hand to clasp, yet failed to find, her own familiar bed-fellow. Missing this she sat up in her berth and shrieked aloud:

"Rudanthy! Ru-dan-thy! RUDANTHY!"