THE LAMP OF FATE

By Margaret Pedler

Then to the rolling Heav’n itself I cried,
Asking, “What Lamp of Destiny to guide
Her little Children stumbling in the Dark?”
And—“A blind Understanding!” Heaven replied.
The “Rubaiyat” of Omar Khayyam.

To AUDREY HEATH
DEAR AUDREY: I always feel that you have played the part of Fairy
Godmother in a very special and delightful way to all my stories, and
in particular to this one, the plot of which I outlined to you one
afternoon in an old summer-house. So will you let me dedicate it to you?
Yours always,
MARGARET PEDLER.


CONTENTS


[ THE LAMP OF FATE ]


[ PART ONE ]


[ CHAPTER I ]

[ CHAPTER II ]

[ CHAPTER III ]

[ CHAPTER IV ]


[ PART TWO ]


[ CHAPTER I ]

[ CHAPTER II ]

[ CHAPTER III ]

[ CHAPTER IV ]

[ CHAPTER V ]

[ CHAPTER VI ]

[ CHAPTER VII ]

[ CHAPTER VIII ]

[ CHAPTER IX ]

[ CHAPTER X ]

[ CHAPTER XI ]

[ CHAPTER XII ]

[ CHAPTER XIII ]

[ CHAPTER XIV ]

[ CHAPTER XV ]

[ CHAPTER XVI ]

[ CHAPTER XVII ]

[ CHAPTER XVIII ]

[ CHAPTER XIX ]

[ CHAPTER XX ]

[ CHAPTER XXI ]

[ CHAPTER XXII ]

[ CHAPTER XXIII ]

[ CHAPTER XXIV ]

[ CHAPTER XXV ]

[ CHAPTER XXVI ]

[ CHAPTER XXVII ]

[ CHAPTER XXVIII ]

[ CHAPTER XXIX ]

[ CHAPTER XXX ]

[ CHAPTER XXXI ]

[ CHAPTER XXXII ]


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