Blue Mantle

Quentin and Blue Mantle rode on its back to the outer porch of the new temple of Stonehenge.

The Magic World Gerald Spencer Pryse 1891

'Because of public opinion,' said Blue Mantle, rubbing his nose in an angry sort of perplexedness.

The Magic World Gerald Spencer Pryse 1891

'Lie down now,' said Blue Mantle, 'lie down, O Beloved of the Gods, upon the altar stone, for the last time.'

The Magic World Gerald Spencer Pryse 1891

'Nothing,' said Blue Mantle, 'is too good for the Chosen of the Gods.

The Magic World Gerald Spencer Pryse 1891

'Well,' said Blue Mantle, much less crossly, 'I never believed in magic, though I _am_ a priest, but if it is, it is.

The Magic World Gerald Spencer Pryse 1891

'Ah, I knew you knew all about it,' said Blue Mantle, 'so I don't need to tell you that I am taking the sacred stone, on which you are sitting

The Magic World Gerald Spencer Pryse 1891

Quentin asked the same question you may be sure, and Blue Mantle told him --

The Magic World Gerald Spencer Pryse 1891

In the middle of the night, as it seemed, Blue Mantle woke him.

The Magic World Gerald Spencer Pryse 1891

'Well then,' said Blue Mantle, 'I am a Priest of Poseidon, and I come from the great and immortal kingdom of Atlantis.'

The Magic World Gerald Spencer Pryse 1891

'And what is this stone?' asked Blue Mantle, pointing to the stone on which Quentin sat.

The Magic World Gerald Spencer Pryse 1891