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The Emperor seemed no more than about twenty, and looked small and weak. No smiles came on his nasty yellow face, though he tittered continually. THE EMPEROR SEEMED NO MORE THAN ABOUT TWENTY AND LOOKED SMALL AND WEAK NO SMILES CAME ON HIS NASTY YELLOW FACE THOUGH HE TITTERED CONTINUALLY
e--life, fire, or motor--but that's no part of my story. I was desperately anxious to get back to my flat, though it is not good to take hashish two days running; but I wanted to see what they would do to the poor fellow, for I had heard bad rumours about Thuba Mleen. When at last I got away I had a letter to write; then I rang for my servant, and told him that I must not be disturbed, though I left my door unlocked in case of accidents. After that I made up a good fire, and sat down and partook of the pot of dreams. I was going to the palace of Thuba Mleen. "I was kept back longer than usual by noises in the street, but suddenly I was up above the town; the European countries rushed by beneath me, and there appeared the thin white palace spires of horrible Thuba Mleen. I found him presently at the end of a little narrow room. A curtain of red leather hung behind him, on which all the names of God, written in Yannish, were worked with a golden thread. Three windows were small and high.  FORGET ME IF YOU EVER WANT TO INSURE LIFE FIRE OR MOTOR BUT THAT'S NO PART OF MY STORY I WAS DESPERATELY ANXIOUS TO GET BACK TO MY FLAT THOUGH IT IS NOT GOOD TO TAKE HASH EACH TWO DAYS RUNNING BUT I WANTED TO SEE WHAT THEY WOULD DO TO THE POOR FELLOW FOR I HAD HEARD BAD RUMORS ABOUT THUBUMEN WHEN AT LAST I GOT AWAY I HAD A LETTER TO WRITE THEN I RANG FOR MY SERVANT AND TOLD HIM I MUST NOT BE DISTURBED THOUGH I LEFT MY DOOR UNLOCKED IN CASE OF ACCIDENTS AFTER THAT I MADE UP A GOOD FIRE AND SAT DOWN AND PARTOOK OF THE POT OF DREAMS I WAS GOING TO THE PALACE OF THUBUMLEEN I WAS KEPT BACK LONGER THAN USUAL BY NOISES IN THE STREET BUT SUDDENLY I WAS UP ABOVE THE TOWN THE EUROPEAN COUNTRIES RUSHED BY BENEATH ME AND THERE APPEARED THE THIN WHITE PALACE SPIRES OF HORRIBLE THUBUMLINE I FOUND HIM PRESENTLY AT THE END OF A LITTLE NARROW ROOM A CURTAIN OF RED LEATHER HUNG BEHIND HIM ON WHICH ALL THE NAMES OF GOD WRITTEN IN JANNISH WERE WORKED WITH A GOLDEN THREAD THREE WINDOWS WERE SMALL AND HIGH
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