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If at first she missed those dainty novelties among which she was reared, the old, sufficient song of the mystical sea singing of faery lore at first soothed and at last consoled her. IF AT FIRST SHE MISSED THOSE DAINTY NOVELTIES AMONG WHICH SHE WAS REARED THE OLD SUFFICIENT SONG OF THE MYSTICAL SEA SINGING OF FAIRY LORE AT FIRST SOOTHED AND AT LAST CONSOLED HER
ctories, and the round material world that goes humming round the sun vexed and pursued by time, until there appeared the eternal and ancient lands of Romance lying low by mystical seas. You had not pictured Miss Cubbidge stroking the golden head of one of the dragons of song with one hand idly, while with the other she sometimes played with pearls brought up from lonely places of the sea. They filled huge haliotis shells with pearls and laid them there beside her, they brought her emeralds which she set to flash among the tresses of her long black hair, they brought her threaded sapphires for her cloak: all this the princes of fable did and the elves and the gnomes of myth. And partly she still lived, and partly she was one with long-ago and with those sacred tales that nurses tell, when all their children are good, and evening has come, and the fire is burning well, and the soft pat-pat of the snowflakes on the pane is like the furtive tread of fearful things in old, enchanted woods. HE SMOKE OF ITS FACTORIES AND THE ROUND MATERIAL WORLD THAT GO HUMMING ROUND THE SUN VEXED AND PURSUED BY TIME UNTIL THERE APPEARED THE ETERNAL AND ANCIENT LANDS OF ROMANCE LYING LOW BY MYSTICAL SEAS YOU HAD NOT PICTURED MISS CUBBAGE STROKING THE GOLDEN HEAD OF ONE OF THE DRAGONS OF SONG WITH ONE HAND IDLY WHILE WITH THE OTHER SHE SOMETIMES PLAYED WITH PEARLS BROUGHT UP FROM LONELY PLACES OF THE SEA THEY FILLED HUGE HELIOTOUS SHELLS WITH PEARLS AND LAID THEM THERE BESIDE HER THEY BROUGHT HER EMERALDS WHICH SHE SET TO FLASH AMONG THE TRESSES OF HER LONG BLACK HAIR THEY BROUGHT HER THREADED SAPPHIRES FOR HER CLOAK ALL THIS THE PRINCES OF FABLE DID AND THE ELVES AND THE GNOMES OF MYTH AND PARTLY SHE STILL LIVED AND PARTLY SHE WAS WON WITH LONG AGO AND WITH THOSE SACRED TALES THAT NURSES TELL WHEN ALL THEIR CHILDREN ARE GOOD AND EVENING HAS COME AND THE FIRE IS BURNING WELL AND THE SOFT PAT PAT OF THE SNOWFLAKES ON THE PANE IS LIKE THE FURTIVE TREAD OF FEARFUL THINGS IN OLD ENCHANTED WOODS
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