THE AMULET
have sat for ages, while the water creeps over their feet, and they are reflected in it. But—when the first rays of the sun touch them, and light up their mighty forms, they lift a faint, mystic voice and sing,—one high note that dies away as the sun rises—and then they are dumb again till another dawn."
Fen's eyes were wide and shining; he held the amulet with both hands and said not a word.
"So you see," said Siddereticus, "they sing in the dawn, and the storks fly, but I come and sing people to sleep in the dusk."
Just then Sally's voice could be heard, crying, "Oh, Fen!" and the Djinn sprang to his feet. Fen hastily thrust the amulet inside his dressing-gown, as Sally appeared at the head of the companionway. Siddereticus took one step toward her, made a quick pass with his hand, and had
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