planet I will most certainly journey thither! Maybe YOU know
something of its whereabouts?"

"Finish your story," said Heliobas, quietly evading the question.
"I am curious to hear the end of your strange adventure."

"There is not much more to tell," and Alwyn sighed a little as he
spoke. "I wandered further and further into the gloom, oppressed
by many thoughts and troubled by vague fears, till presently it
grew so dark that I could scarcely see where I was going, though I
was able to guide myself in the path that stretched before me by
means of the pale luminous rays that frequently pierced the
deepening obscurity, and these rays I now noticed fell ever
downwards in the form of a cross. As I went on I was pursued as it
were by the sound of those delicate harmonies played on invisible,
sweet strings; and after a while I perceived at the extreme end of
the long, dim vista a door standing open, through which I entered
and found myself alone in a quiet room. Here I sat down to rest,--
the melody of the distant harps and lutes still floated in soft
echoes on the silence ... and presently words came breaking
through the music, like buds breaking from their surrounding
leaves.. words that I was compelled to write down as quickly as I
heard them ... and I wrote on and on, obeying that symphonious and
rhythmical dictation with a sense of growing ease and pleasure,
... when all suddenly a dense darkness overcame me, followed by a
gradual dawning gray and golden light ... the words dispersed into
fragmentary half-syllables ... the music died away, ... I started
up amazed ... to find myself here! ... here in this monastery of
Lars, listening to the chanting of the Angelus!"