Chapters (39)
“Who drinks of this wine, they say, forgets all his sorrows for ever. It comes from Egypt, where they know the secrets of herbs and drugs and charms, and there’s a magic in it!”
He took it from her, his hand touched hers, and she smiled at him. It was as she had said; he forgot all his sorrows—as it seemed, for ever. But the magic, he knew, was not in the wine.
Menelaus was busy with his food on the other side of the table.
THE END
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