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CHAPTER VIII
THE MIRACLE
ALL the next morning Fen waited and watched for Siddereticus. He thought every sound might be some manifestation of the Djinn, but lunch-time came with no sign of him, and Fen was disconsolate. It was immediately after luncheon, and four bells had just struck, when there was some little commotion at the yacht's side. The next instant Siddereticus stood on the deck, clad in white, with a red sash and striped Neapolitan cap.
He swept Fen a low bow, and said: 'Ho l'onore d'augurarle il buon giorno. Come sta da jeri in qua?" at which Sally and Larry, who were standing in awe at some
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