hi-ye--Victory--Group of Clevedon
which, you know, is only a hundred miles
or so, from here; and we--"
But Tanpa's face had become suddenly
fascinated--illumined--to rival the sunburst
upon her breast.
'Pemrose!" She echoed the words
softly, with transient glow. "How novel
-and pretty! But--Lorry! Oh-h!
you don't mean to say--you don't tell
me--that you're anything to the great
inventor, of whom the whole world is
talking: the professor who has invented
an apparatus to--to travel anywhere
through the air, through space--even to
reach the moon? ... Ah-h, there she
is now! I wonder if she's listening to
us!"
It was, indeed, at that moment that
Yachune herself, the Silver Queen, showed
her placid face above the Pinnacle pines,
pale on the rim of the waning sunset.
Did she dream of the Earth-valentine in
store for her, mild old Mammy Moon?
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