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Chapter 39

           SoonIsawabandofpriestsinbrilliantrobesthatliterallyblazedwithsun-likegems—theyweremovingtowardstheriver,andwiththemcameyoungboysandlittlechildren,whileoneitherside,maidenswhite-veiledandrose-wreathed,paceddemurely,swingingsilvercenserstoandfro.Afterthepriestlyprocessionwalkedaregalfigurebetweenranksofslavesandattendants—IknewitfortheKingofthis‘CityBeautiful,’andwasalmostmovedtojoininthethunderingacclamationswhichgreetedhisprogress.Andthatsnowypalanquin,carriedbylily-crownedgirls,thatfollowedhistrain—whooccupiedit?...whatgemofhislandwasthustenderlyenshrined?Iwasconsumedbyanextraordinarylongingtoknowthis—Iwatchedthewhiteburdencomingnearertomypointofvantage—Isawthepriestsarrangethemselvesinasemi-circleontheriver-embankment,theKingintheirmidst,andthesurgingshoutingmultitudearound—thencamethebrazenclangourofmanybells,intermixedwiththerollingofdrumsandtheshrillingsoundofreed-pipeslightlyblownupon—and,amidtheblazeoftheflaringtorches,theWhitePalanquinwassetdownupontheground.Awoman,cladinsomesilveryglisteningtissue,steppedforthfromitlikeasylphfromthefoamofthesea,but——shewasveiled—Icouldnotdiscernsomuchastheoutlineofherfeatures—andthekeendisappointmentofthiswasapositivetorturetome.

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