And I bless Allah that he has given me to see her once so, and to know that she has a soul, even as I have, for I have looked upon her spirit and I know it." Isaacs rose slowly to his feet and moved towards the open door.

I followed him, and for a few moments we stood looking out at the scene below us.

It was near midnight, and the ever-decreasing moon was dragging herself up, as if ashamed of her waning beauty and tearful look.
"Griggs," said my friend, dropping the formal prefix for the first time, "all this is very strange.

I believe I am in love!" "I have not a doubt of it," I replied.

"Peace be with you!" "And with you peace." So we parted.
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