THE STAR DREAMER
BOOK III
Come down ... from yonder mountain heights.
And come, for Love is of the valley, come,
For Love is of the valley, come thou down!
Tennyson (The Princess.)
CHAPTER I
THE LITTLE MASTER OF BINDON
She played about with slight and sprightly talk,
And vivid smiles, and faintly venom’d points
Of slander, glancing here and grazing there.