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THE MAGIC SPEAR-POINT.

knew that you were Kaulu. I do not desire your company.” “Unless,” said the prince "you are of higher rank than mine, I claim my right to sit where I please, and that is, at your side.” “Very well,” said the stranger, “since you are so rude as to come when not invited, come and sit beside me and tell me of the admiration your eyes speak.” Kaulu advanced and seated himself joyfully, but sprang up again with a cry of pain, for the ground was almost red-hot. “Come,” said the woman with a taunting smile, “I am waiting.” The prince advanced, but saw that the earth was glimmering with heat, so he drew back and marked a circle round him with the point of his javelin. “Now, come where I am,” he said to the fair woman, and she moved inside the charmed circle. Instantly she found that she was on enchanted ground, and, wildly exasperated, she broke from his embrace and leapt across the fatal line. The prince tried to follow her, but she turned and showed him the form of the dreadful Pele, the goddess of volcanoes, with blazing eyes and hair like a flag of flame. Waving her hand a fountain of boiling lava sprung up at her feet and rolled down towards the prince, nearly engulfing him; but with great presence of mind he drew a line upon the