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Ine days dry. The prayers that did begin then, and the lamentations in
sackcloth and ashes, and the holy processions, none of these have ceased
nor night nor day; and so the monks and the nuns and the foundlings be
all exhausted, and do hang up prayers writ upon parchment, sith that no
strength is left in man to lift up voice. And at last they sent for
thee, Sir Boss, to try magic and enchantment; and if you could not come,
then was the messenger to fetch Merlin, and he is there these three days
now, and saith he will fetch that water though he burst the globe and
wreck its kingdoms to accomplish it; and right bravely doth he work his
magic and call upon his hellions to hie them hither and help, but not a
whiff of moisture hath he started yet, even so much as might qualify as
mist upon a copper mirror an ye count not the barrel of sweat he
sweateth betwixt sun and sun over the dire labors of his task; and if
ye--" Breakfast was ready. As soon as it was over I showed to Sir Ozana
these words which I had written on the inside of his hat: "Chemical
Department, Laboratory extension, Section G. Pxxp. Send two of first
size, two of No. 3, and six of No. 4, together with the proper
complementary details--and two of my trained assistants." And I said:
"Now get you to Camelot as fast as you can fly, brave knight, and show
the writing to Clarence, and tell him to have these required matters in
the Valley of Holiness with all possible dispatch." "I will well, Sir
Boss," and he was off. CHAPTER XXII THE HOLY FOUNTAIN The pilgrims were
human beings. Otherwise they would have acted differently. They had come
a long and difficult journey, and now when the journey was nearly
finished, and they learned that the main thing they had come for had
ceased to exist, they didn't do as horses or cats or angle-worms would
probably have done--turn back and get at something profitable--no,
anxious as they had before been to see the miraculous fountain, they
were as much as forty times as anxious now to see the place where it had
used to be. There is no accounting for human beings. We made good time;
and a couple of hours before sunset we stood upon the high confines of
the Valley of Holiness, and our eyes swept it from end to end and noted
its features. Tha
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