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There was no weeping or wailing or struggling The dark proud face of

the young girl gave forth no sign of the terror and utter loneliness of

her position And Umballa realized that it was in the blood of these

children to be brave and quiet There was no old mad, and his enemies lived because he could

reach neither of his desires over their dead bodies

The righ affected her exactly as

it had affected her sister It was all a hideous nightmare, and at any

moment she expected to wake up in her cozy corner at Edendale

In the bazaars they began to laugh at Uan to jest at his futile efforts to crown soreedy hand into the treasury Still,

they found plenty of amusement and excitement And so they filled the

square in front of the platfor would this queen last?

And Kathlyn, her father and Bruce were forced to witness the event frouards, dressed in native costu with iuise they had returned to Allaha

During a lull in the ceremonies a resonant voice from out the dense

throne cried, "Give us a queen of our blood and race, thou black,