have the full list, with dates, down in my office, but the rangers never
let people in Sunch'ston know when they have Blue-Pooled any one; it
would unsettle men's minds, and some of them would be coming up here in
the dark to drag the pool, and see whether they could find anything on
the body."

My father was glad to turn away from this most repulsive place. After a
time he said, "And what do you good people hereabouts think of next
Sunday's grand doings?"

Bearing in mind what he had gleaned from the Professors about the
Ranger's opinions, my father gave a slightly ironical turn to his
pronunciation of the words "grand doings." The youth glanced at him with
a quick penetrative look, and laughed as he said, "The doings will be
grand enough."

"What a fine temple they have built," said my father. "I have not yet
seen the picture, but they say the four black and white horses are
magnificently painted. I saw the Sunchild ascend, but I saw no horses in
the sky, nor anything like horses."

The youth was much interested. "Did you really see him ascend?" he
asked; "and what, pray, do you think it all was?"

"Whatever it was, there were no horses."

"But there must have been, for, as you of course know, they have lately
found some droppings from one of them, which have been miraculously
preserved, and they are going to show them next Sunday in a gold
reliquary."