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From the crypt they proceeded to the palace zenana (hare beauty Three ladies of the hare in the portico, attended by slaves All were curiously

interested at the sight of a woman hite skin, tinted like the

lotus Umballa came to a halt before a latticed door

"Here your majesty must remain till the day of your coronation"

"How did my father die?"

"He was assassinated on the palace steps by a Mohammedan fanatic As I

told you, he died in nified that he feared imprisonment How came he on the

palace steps?"

"He was not a prisoner He came and went as he pleased in the city"

He bowed and left her

Alone in her chamber, the dullness of herin a wind Her dear, kind, blue-eyed father

was dead, and she was virtually a prisoner, and Winnie was all alone

A queen! They were hth, and it was not a

pleasant sound A queen, she, Kathlyn Hare! Her father was dead, she

was a queen, and Winnie was all alone A gale of laughter brought to

theeyes The white cockatoo shrilled

his displeasure Those outside the lattice saw this old threads in Chinese

brocades, suddenly throw herself upon a pile of cushions, and they saw