uld preserve its
existence for a single day. Now it was contemplated to sustain the
island for months, and this required a continuous as well as a lavish
expenditure of spirit power.

The sorcerer had enlisted his full quota of twin-souls, and prepared
them for their heroic duty. The terrelium wand held by each soul was
connected with the wires of a helic having immense coils of terrelium,
that held by a rampant hehorrent of gold, formed an immense spiritual
battery in the centre of another subterranean temple. Wires led from
the battery underground across Atvatabar to the city of Mylosis, on
the seacoast most remote from Kioram, a thousand miles from Egyplosis.
The sorcerer announced a few days after the visit to the infernal
palace that he was ready to accompany us to Mylosis, whither the
queen's golden yacht had been sent to meet us.

The aerial yacht of the goddess flew swiftly over Atvatabar, bearing
the precious Lyone, the grand sorcerer Charka, and myself to the far
seacoast, the first stage in our journey.

The brightly flashing seas, the rose-colored sun, and the transcendent
concave of the earth encompassing us, with the near tropical splendor
of the country, made a scene of long remembered joy. But these
objects, so glorious in themselves, were made still more splendid by
the love that reigned in the souls that contemplated them.

In due time we reached Mylosis, where we found the royal yacht and a
reverent crowd of people awaiting us.

The sorcerer lost no time in connecting the subterranean wires with a
cable of terrelium on board the yacht, and, this being done, we
immediately set out to sea, followed by a crowd of pleasure ships,
conveying a host of people anxious to witness the miracle about to be
performed.

We anchored the yacht at a distance of fifty miles from the coast. The
grand sorcerer, surrounded by his acolytes, held in his hand a thick
rod of terrelium, the extreme end of the cable, whose further
extremity was connected with the battery in the Temple of
Reincarnation at Egyplosis. An exchange of messages along the wire
informed us that the ten thousand twin-souls had already begun their
dance of Pure Being upon the pavement of the greater temple.
Immediately a stream of flame leaped from the end of the rod, like
water spouting from a tube under enormous pressure.

"Now," said the sorcerer, "by virtue of the spirit power in this
cable, what I will to exist, will exist. I will that the