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in one trench coat, and an assistant, who wore a peaked traveling cap, in the other. The two walked with the assured air of folk who have a destination, but no particular hurry to reach it, and who are not concerned with the opinion of others; both were smoking, and each carried a small handbag. The girl was tall, with long, dark hair and a round, pleasant face; the man was about thirty, tall and rangy, with a strong, square face and brown eyes, and there was a friendly expression about him that was attractive. They strolled along the road for a while in silence, then the girl said:

"I suppose we must have walked nearly three miles."

"It will be four by the time we reach ShangriLa," the man said. "

"Are you sure that we are on the right road?" she asked. "I have a feeling that we should have turned off to the left some way back."

"I think you're right," the man said. "I just wish I knew which way to turn off."

They looked about them. They were on a broad, dustraised highway that curved gently to the right; on their left was a bare, treeless country rolling back to the foothills of the mountains; on their right the ground sloped away to a shallow river. Beyond the river rose the slopes of the mountains, dark green with pinetrees, and in the far distance, so far distant that it was no more than a pale blur, they could see the huge, white peak of ShangriLa.

"I hate to go back," the girl said. "And yet I'm sure we've gone wrong."

"We'll just have to keep going until we find a house," the man said. "There's sure to be some one who can put us right."

They walked on in silence for a mile and a half, and still they did not come to a house. The road began to climb gently upward, and the river grew wider, until it became a torrent thundering among rocks; the scenery became more rugged; the hillsides were barren, save where pinetrees clung tenaciously and scrub struggled for a foothold on the rocky slopes. Away up in the distance they could see the white peak of ShangriLa towering over the lesser peaks; it looked farther away than ever.

"I can't go any farther," the girl said. "I'm tired and hungry."

"I think I saw a track leading down to the river a little way back," the man said. "Let's go down there and lunch."

They turned back and found the track; it led them down through brushwood and over loose stones to a narrow, stony beach by the river. The torrent roared and thundered over the rocks, but here, on the sheltered side of a great slab of stone, they found a quiet haven; the sun shone warmly on them, and they sat down on the boulders and ate their sandwiches.

They had finished eating and the man had lit a cigarette, when the girl said suddenly:

"Look!"

The man looked up and saw the most beautiful thing that he had ever seen. A girl was standing on the bank above them, her head outlined against the dark trees, her hair blowing in the wind like a silken banner, and her white gown fluttering in the breeze. The sunlight shone upon her face, and it seemed that the light of heaven itself was shining from her eyes. The man had never seen anything so beautiful; he had never imagined that such beauty could exist.

He rose to his feet and stared at her, and the girl stared back at him. She made no movement; she did not speak; she just looked at him with her wonderful eyes.

"She's a goddess," the man said.

The girl on the bank smiled, and stepped down to the beach. As she walked towards them, the man saw that she was more beautiful even than he had thought; she was tall and slender, and her face was as lovely as a flower.

"Good afternoon," she said. "I saw you from the house and wondered who you were. I hope you don't mind my intruding."

"Not at all," the man said. "We were just going to look for some one to ask our way to ShangriLa."

"Oh, but that is easy," the girl said. "Just keep on along this road until you come to the bridge. Then turn to the left and you will see the house."

"Thank you so much," the man said. "I'm afraid we should never have found it without your help."

"I'm glad to have been of some assistance," the girl said. "I hope you have a very pleasant stay in ShangriLa."

She turned away and walked back up the bank to the house. The man and the girl watched her until she disappeared, then they turned and began to walk along the road to ShangriLa.

"She's the most beautiful thing I have ever seen," the man said. "I wish I knew her name."

"I wonder who she is," the girl said. "She looks like a princess."

They walked along the road silently, each thinking his own thoughts. The man was thinking of the girl he had seen; the girl was wondering if she would ever see her again.