Ere meeting you, Gentol[a:], I with my sons surveyed the length and breadth of the system, and my gratification that the great work goes forward toward completion is beyond expression. My joy too, that the time approaches nearly when Ento's sorrowful peoples shall rejoice in the knowledge that life is continuous, is boundless. To you who are devoting toward its accomplishment your time and very life force will come your reward. That I may not by one hour retard the glorious mission I shall for the present leave you, but not for long; for I shall, from time to time, give myself the pleasure of meeting you and these friends, and also of witnessing the progress of the children of Ento out of darkness into the light of spiritual knowledge. De L'Ester, I owe you more than thanks for your patient attempt to translate into Gentol[a:]'s language my poorly expressed words, which have at least made us better acquainted with each other. With loving thoughts for all, I regretfully hid you Info oovistû (adieu). De L'Ester--We now will proceed to the Galarēs[a:]. Ah, seated under yonder vineclad arbor are two of our student friends, Prince Dano and the Quend youth, Favēon. They very earnestly are discussing some topic which may interest us. We will draw nearer. Dano--Favēon, you are quite mistaken in your conclusions. Only yesterday I had a demonstration of this not at all understood law. After classes I as usual retired to my apartment where I amused myself by sketching whatever for the moment caught my imagination. Now it was a fragment of a half-remembered scene, anon it was a dream face or some grotesque fancy, and thus in an idle fashion I whiled away the moments. Presently, in some unremembered manner and through what means I know not, I seemed to drift into an unknown country where, through some unrecognized agency, I moved from one locality to another beholding unfamiliar scenes, while beings of surpassing beauty greeted me exchanging with me such kindly courtesies as one stranger offers to another. Amazed, I asked myself can it be that the gods have transported me to Astranol[a:] that I may behold the glories of their blest abode? Although I felt exceedingly curious as to how I had arrived in this strange country, it did not occur to me to question any one; but as I stood musing over my perplexing position I was amazed to see approaching me one whom in my childhood I had known well, and whose surprise appeared to equal my own, as with extended hand he hastened toward me, exclaiming: "Dano, Dano, son of my dearest friend, Basto Andûlēs[a:], I give you a loving welcome to our world of living ones, our world so beautiful, so glorious." For the moment I seemed too shocked, too overwhelmed to reply, then collecting my senses, I evasively answered: "My father often recalls the memory of Iklos Mûyt[a:], and mourns that no more shall he behold your beloved form or feel the warm clasp of your ever generous hands." Then I cried: