The air was sweet with the perfume of flowers, and the melody of murmuring insects, the blue sky was cloudless, the heat of the sun was tempered by the heather-scented west wind. " "That's right, Captain," rejoined Blueskin. He was afraid if he stayed that he would make a fool of himself. "Mother!" she echoed,—"mother! why do you call me by that name?" "Because you are my mother. You can, too, if you wish. Oddly, Sebastian chose to be charioteer.
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