Her good humour had entirely returned; she was like a mischievous child pleased over some successful trick; and like a child she cried--"I'll show you!"--signalled again; whispered to the maid who, quickly returning, laid before her a long metal case. Yolara took from her girdle something that looked like a small pencil, pressed it and shot a thin stream of light for all the world like an electric flash, upon its hasp. The lid flew open. Out of it she drew three flat, oval crystals, faint rose in hue. She handed one to O'Keefe and one to me. "Look!" she commanded, placing the third before her own eyes. I peered through the stone and instantly there leaped into sight, out of thin air--six grinning dwarfs! Each was covered from top of head to soles of feet in a web so tenuous that through it their bodies were plain. The gauzy stuff seemed to vibrate--its strands to run together like quick-silver. I snatched the crystal from my eyes and--the chamber was empty! Put it back--and there were the grinning six! Yolara gave another sign and they disappeared, even from the crystals. "It is what they wear, Larree," explained Yolara, graciously. "It is something that came to us from--the Ancient Ones. But we have so few"--she sighed. "Such treasures must be two-edged swords, Yolara," commented O'Keefe. "For how know you that one within them creeps not to you with hand eager to strike?" "There is no danger," she said indifferently. "I am the keeper of them." She mused for a space, then abruptly: "And now no more. You two are to appear before the Council at a certain time--but fear nothing. You, Goodwin, go with Rador about our city and increase your wisdom. But you, Larree, await me here in my garden--" she smiled at him, provocatively--maliciously, too. "For shall not one who has resisted a world of goddesses be given all chance to worship when at last he finds his own?" She laughed--whole-heartedly and was gone. And at that moment I liked Yolara better than ever I had before and--alas--better than ever I was to in the future. I noted Rador standing outside the open jade door and started to go, but O'Keefe caught me by the arm. "Wait a minute," he urged. "About Golden Eyes--you were going to tell me something--it's been on my mind all through that little sparring match." I told him of the vision that had passed through my closing lids. He listened gravely and then laughed. "Hell of a lot of privacy in this place!" he grinned. "Ladies who can walk through walls and others with regular invisible cloaks to let 'em flit wherever they please. Oh, well, don't let it get on your nerves, Doc. Remember--everything's natural! That robe stuff is just camouflage of course. But Lord, if we could only get a piece of it!"