"To the renowned Professor Byr[a:]don Ov[a:]dos and his honored co-workers of the Galarēs[a:] of Camariss[a:], in the Province of Ondû I, Basto Andûlēs[a:], send loving greeting. "Your sorrowful regret will equal my own when you learn that our beloved Supreme Ruler, Omanos Fûnh[a:], grieves sorely over the continued ill health of his daughter, the lovely and amiable Princess Vallo[a:], who slowly but, it is feared, surely declines toward the ending of her young life. She craves the presence of her affianced, my son, Dano, whom I hasten to summon to Dao. You, through all reasonable means, will facilitate his departure on the special transport awaiting him. "Your kind heart and good judgment will guide you in breaking to my son this painful news which otherwise might assail him with too sudden force. "With profoundest regard I honor myself by being your friend, "Basto Andulesa." Dano, dear youth, strive to compose yourself. Alas, how strangely true were the words of your prophecy. Andûman[a:], thy ways are incomprehensible. We implore Thee to aid us to understand the lessons Thou art offering to us, but which, in our ignorance, we fail to comprehend. Dano, our loving sympathy is with Omanos Fûnh[a:], your parents and you, our beloved Prince and pupil. Hasten to prepare for your departure and we will arrange for your comfort and speedy conveyance to Dao, where, we will pray the pitiful gods, you may find your beloved Vallo[a:] recovering her precious life. Gentola--Poor Dano, I feel so sorry for him. That Professor should not have announced the dreadful news so abruptly. A woman would have known better. These Entoans are a peculiar people. I do not mean that I do not admire them, for indeed, I do. They are so sympathetic, so ingenuous that I could wish that our Earth folk might be like them. De L'Ester--They are some centuries older than our disingenuous Earth folk; consequently, have grown honest. Gentola--Do you think our Earth folk will ever grow equally honest? De L'Ester--It is to be hoped that they may. Certainly, if our fair planet may continue to hospitably entertain them for an indefinite length of time they may improve their ways of thinking and, as a man thinketh, so is the man. George--Dano will journey by Special Transport. Shall we see him off? De L'Ester--Yes, and then Gentol[a:] must embark on our air transport which will bear her across millions of miles in less time than Dano will journey to Dao. Aye, in less time than will be consumed in his passage between the Galarēs[a:] and the station. He has made his adieux and is entering a Motor conveyance. We will precede him and his friends. Gentola--I wonder if our Earth folk will ever have such carriages? One, two, three, four, five, six, seven passengers in it, and it moves off so silently, so swiftly that it must be a pleasure to ride in it. What beautifully paved streets, and how perfectly clean they are.