And suddenly, though there stretched before him a new and greater quest than that recently acquitted, Dirk was consumed with a vast impatience to know again the lips of the girl whose nearness was a heady wine, challenging him to dare any danger. He turned to Lenore. "Together," he agreed. "But first I must return to Nadron to lay the plans. You ... you will come soon, my Princess?" "Soon," she promised. "Soon. But, first--" She moved toward his voice. If she closed her eyes, she could not tell it was invisible arms that held her close, nor invisible lips that quickened upon her own.... End of the Project Gutenberg EBook of Phantom Out of Time, by Nelson S. Bond