THE LAST EVENING
droop, my Fen—and see! there is the moon, Maut's lamp, lighting her a pathway across the waters."
Fen snuggled happily into the strong arms that lifted him so gently, and he was almost asleep when Siddereticus laid him quietly on his bed.
"Good night. Fen Effendi, good night," whispered the Djinn, "Maut is watching over you, with eyes that will not close till Sate, the pale morning sky of the East, waits for the coming of the Sun-god."
He kissed Fen's cheek, laid his hand for an instant on the bright hair, and vanished with a faint swirl of his gown. Fen fell happily asleep while Mammy was putting him to bed, and did not remember that they would sail at seven the next morning and that he would not see his beloved Djinn again.
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