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The ninth vibration and other stories by L. Adams (Lily Moresby Adams) Beck
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seen the people except at meal - times. I think you will like
this better. Well, this is your tiny bedroom, and your bathroom,
and beyond the sitting - room are mine. Do you like it all?"

But I could say no more. The charm of her own personality had
touched everything and left its fragrance like a flower - breath
in the air. I was beggared of thanks, but my whole soul was
gratitude. We dined on the bank that evening, the lamp burning
steadily in the still air and throwing broken reflections in the
water, while the moon looked in upon them through the leaves. I
felt extraordinarily young and happy.

The quiet of her voice was soft as the little lap of water
against the bows of the boat, and Kahdra, the Orange Imp, was
singing a little wordless song to himself as he washed the plates
beside us. It was a simple meal, and Vanna, abstemious as a
hermit never ate anything but rice and fruit, but I could
remember no meal in all my days of luxury where I had eaten with
such zest.

"It looks very grand to have so many to wait upon us, doesn't it?
But this is one of the cheapest countries in the world though the
old timers mourn over present expenses. You will laugh when I
show you your share of the cost."

"The wealth of the world could not buy this," I said, and was
silent.

"But you must listen to my plans. We must do a little camping the
last three weeks before we part. Up in the mountains. Are they
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