The Red Dwarf reached out and patted her golden head. Then he stepped to the controls and sent the disk winging swiftly away. "Where are you going?" asked Eos, lifting her head in surprise, and looking indignantly through her tears. "To the opposite Pole of Energy, my sweet one," said the Red Dwarf. "Be patient a little while, and you will yet be supremely happy. Mother Mors is very wise...." And Eos was very happy. You see, I _do_ know, for I was there. If it were not so, how could you be sure what I tell you is true? For it _is_ true.... The wise will understand what I have written. End of Project Gutenberg's Daughter of the Night, by Richard S. Shaver