hungry eyes, and

    Sin h his sodden face follows close behind her.  Misery wakes us

    in ts  nig w are

    to t not one of us.  too

    urned atle across

    t it hread

    of gold.

    And a great terror seized upon o the weaver,

    robe is t t weaving?

    It is tion of the young King, he answered;

    to thee?

    And the young King gave a loud cry and woke, and lo! he was in his

    own c honey-coloured

    moon he dusky air.

    And his was his dream.

    t  was

    being rowed by a  by he

    master of ted.  he was black as ebony, and his

    turban  earrings of silver dragged down

    thick lobes of his ears, and in his hands he had a pair of

    ivory scales.

    t for a ragged loin-cloth, and each man

    brighem,

    and th

    c the

    er.  t spray flehe blades.

    At last ttle bay, and began to take soundings.  A

    lig

    lateen sail .  ted on wild

    asses rode out and t ter of the galley

    took a painted bo.

    o the surf, and his companions galloped away.  A

    woman wrapped in a yellow veil followed slowly on a camel, looking

    back no the dead body.

    As soon as t anche

    negroes  into t up a long rope-ladder,

    ed er of t over

    t to tanche

    negroes seized t of the slaves and knocked his gyves

    off, and filled rils and ied a big

    stone round .   he ladder, and

    disappeared into the sea.  A few bubble