The City of Delight

Before Julian's sneer reached him, he mounted quickly and rode up the

hill, meaning to offer his horse to the girl.

The bed of coals still glowed cheerily, but the shelter of sheepskins,

the old servant and the girl in the tissue of woven moonbeams were

gone.

He stood still, vexed, disappointed and resentful.

"The old incubus has made her go on, purposely, to get rid of me!" he

decided finally. "Perpol! He won't!"