raised the staff bearing the keel light and lowered the other; then
removed both male stones, which he continued to hold in his hand.
His face was thrown into strong relief by the vivid, sparkling blue-
white rays. It looked rather surly.

"Do we get out?" inquired Maskull.

"Yes. I live here."

"Thanks for the successful end of a dangerous journey."

"Yes, it has been touch-and-go."

Corpang jumped onto the platform. He was smiling coarsely. "There
has been no danger, for our destinies lie elsewhere. You are merely
a ferryman, Haunte."

"Is that so?" returned Haunte, with a most unpleasant laugh. "I
thought I was carrying men, not gods."

"Where are we?" asked Maskull. As he spoke, he got out, but Haunte
remained standing a minute in the boat.

"This is Sarclash--the second highest mountain in the land."

"Which is the highest, then?"

"Adage. Between Sarclash and Adage there is a long ridge--very
difficult in places. About halfway along the ridge, at the lowest
point, lies the top of the Mornstab Pass, which goes through to