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Book Excerpt: ...out of plain sight among the leaves. He could hear the soft rustle of their passage, and once or twice when they passed near a clump of shrubbery he thought he caught the echo of little whispering calls, gentle as the rustle of leaves and somehow full of a strange warning note so clear that he caught it even amid the murmur of their speech. Warning calls, and little furtive hiders in the leaves, and a landscape of tapestried blurring carpeted with Botticelli flower-strewn sward. It was all a dream. He felt quite sure of that.* * * * *It was a long while before curiosity awakened in him sufficiently to make him break the stillness. But at last he asked dreamily,"Where are we going?"The girl seemed to understand that without the necessity of the bond her hypnotic eyes made, for she turned and caught his eyes in a white stare and answered,"To Thag. Thag desires you.""What is Thag?"In answer to that she launched without preliminary upon a little singsong mon...
