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"It is s!" he replied--"Without it even science is crippled And this lady has so ain,--it is seldoether!"

"Beauty?" Rivardi queried

"Why, yes!--beauty that only flashes out at ! A face that is always beautiful is fatiguing,--it is the changeful face with endless play of expression that enthralls,--or so it is to esture--"This lady we both work for seems to have no lovers--but if she had, not one of theet her!"

Rivardi was silent

"I should not wonder," ventured Gaspard, presently--"if--while we slept--she had seen her 'Brazen City'!"

Rivardi uttered so like an oath

"Impossible!" he exclaimed--"She would have awakened us!"

"If she could, no doubt!" agreed Gaspard--"But if she could not, how then?"

For a moment Rivardi looked puzzled,--then he dis

"Basta! There is no 'Brazen City'! When she heard the old tradition she was like a child with a fairy tale--a child who, reading of strawberries growing in the winter snow, goes out forthwith to find them--she did not really believe in it--but it pleased her to iht of the arid eh for her"

"We certainly heard bells"--said Gaspard

"In our brains! Such sounds often affect the nerves when flying for a long while at high speed For all our cleverness we are only human I have heard on the 'wireless,' sounds that do not seem of this world at all"

"So have I"--said Gaspard--"And though it , I'e as to doubt a possible existing means of communication between one continent and another apart fro of the kind,--though where it coet news of occurring events so before it reaches Paris or London I dare say the lady we are with could tell us so about it"

"Her powers are not limitless!" said Rivardi--"She is only a woman after all!"

Gaspard said no more, and there followed a silence,--a silence all theswiftness hich the "White Eagle" kept its steady level flight, radually the darkness of night lifted, as it were, one corner of its sable curtain to show a grey peep-hole of dawn, and soon it became apparent that the ship was already far away fros"--and was flying over the sea There was so terrific in the coh the air, and Rivardi, though now he had a good grip on his nerves, hardly dared allow hiaged A certain sense of pride and triumph filled him, to realise that he had been selected from many applicants for the post he occupied--and yet with all his satisfaction there went a lurking spirit of envy and disappointed aana's love--if he could enius and inventive ability his ohy then!--what then? He would share in her fame,--aye, ive its honour to no woman whose life is connected with that of ato deserve it, and herein is the reason why ifted women do not marry, and prefer to stand alone in effort and achievement rather than have their hardly won renown filched froirl Manella that his real desire was to bend and subdue Morgana's intellectuality to his own, he spoke the truth, not only for himself but for all men Absolutely disinterested love for a brilliantly endooman would be difficult to find in any male nature,--men love what is inferior to themselves, not superior Thus women who are endoith more than common intellectual ability have to choose one of two alternatives--love, or what is called love, and child-bearing,--or fa loneliness