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Harry, began to oppress my lungs, too, hitherto so exhilarating, he quoted softly —

en detithei potamoio mega spenos Okeanoio

antyga par pymaten sakeos pyka poietoio . . . .

and was silent again.

I recalled at once and distinctly the hot summer morning ten years back, and the tranquil happiness to give way to a vague discomfort and apprehension.

“What is this noise of water running?”

I reined up Grey Sultan as I put the question. At the same moment it occurred to me that this sound of water,