How true—even here—were the words he had put upon the title-page of the book which had made him famous—
"Say, brother, have you not full oft
Found, even as the Roman did,
That in Life's most delicious cup
Surgit Amari Aliquid!"
The girl heard him sigh and turned quickly. She saw that her friend's face was overcast.
It was so much to her, this moment, she was so happy since she had stepped from the hot streets of the city into fairyland with the Magician, that there must be no single shadow.
"Come!" she said gaily, "this is perfect but there are other perfect things waiting. Wave your wand again, Prospero, and change the magic scene."
Lothian jumped up from his seat.
"Yes! on into the sunset. You are right. We must go before we are satisfied. That's the whole art of living—Miranda!"