And I am glad you like my medicine as well as that you carry in the
black box that you left behind," she added swiftly.
"How know you of that, Lakla?" I gasped.
"Oft and oft I came to him there, and to you, while you lay sleeping.
How call you _him_?" She paused.
"Larry!" I said.
"Larry!" she repeated it excellently. "And you?"
"Goodwin," said Rador.
I bowed quite as though I were being introduced to some charming young
lady met in that old life now seemingly aeons removed.
"Yes--Goodwin." she said. "Oft and oft I came. Sometimes I thought
you saw me. And _he_--did he not dream of me sometime--?" she asked
wistfully.
"He did." I said, "and watched for you." Then amazement grew vocal.
"But how came you?" I asked.
"By a strange road," she whispered, "to see that all was well with
_him_--and to look into his heart; for I feared Yolara and her beauty.
But I saw that she was not in his heart." A blush burned over her,
turning even the little bare breast rosy. "It is a strange road," she
went on hurriedly.
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