"And what's that?"
"A thing which you yourself won't believe in—a ship without masts."
"And what are its sails tied to?"
"It needs no sails; it has only a big chimney, a black funnel, that sends forth clouds of smoke, flames and sparks; then, two tremendous wheels that go about splashing and churning the water into a mass of beautiful spray, with a thundering noise; then, every now and then, it utters a shrill cry that is heard miles away."
"Holy Virgin!" gasped Milena; "but it must be like Svet Gjorgje's dragon!"
"Oh!" sneered Radonic, "St. George's dragon was but a toy to it."
"And where have you seen this monster?"
"It isn't a monster at all; it's a steamer. I saw one on my last voyage. It came from the other side of the world, from that country where the sun at midday looks just like a burnished copper plate."
"Of course," added Milena, nodding, "if it's on the other side of the earth, they can only see the sun after it's set. But where is that place of darkness? Is it Kitay?"
"Oh, no! it's Englezka."