"But never so lovely as when they deck a pretty maiden," answered her companion, "it is a pity that the people of Achshaph cannot see you," she added. "Are there many people in this land?" asked Iddo. "Yes, very many, and they are happy from morning to night. But would you like to see yourself? If you come a few steps with me I will show you a lovely picture." "Oh! I dare not," said Iddo, sorely longing all the time to go with her gay little companion, "I am afraid of losing my way." "Losing your way? Where are you going to?" "I am on my way to the Radiant City," said Iddo, "and I have no time to lose." "You need not lose many minutes if you would like to see how you look. Those blue flowers suit your hair exactly; come just a few yards further;" and Iddo gave way to the temptation, and followed her guide till she came to the brink of a pool, where she was told to kneel down and take a long look. What she saw fascinated her. It was a lovely face that was reflected in the pool, so lovely that the child at once busied herself with a fresh arrangement of the flowers in her hair. "What a pity there is no one else to see you," said her companion. Iddo stood up flushed and pleased. "Would they like to see me, do you think?" she asked. "To be sure they would, but they would be afraid of you if you show your armour so plainly. Why do you wear it?" "I wear it because I am on the way to the Radiant City, and there are many enemies to fight. Are there any here?" "No, they are all friends here. They would laugh at such a thing. You must certainly hide your sword if you want to get to know any of them." "I don't like to take it off," said Iddo, looking down wistfully, "but really there does not seem much point in having it here; the place seems so peaceful, and if all the people are as bright and nice as you are, there can surely be no need of it. I think I can, however, hide it in the skirt of my dress." "But, then, there is your helmet," said her companion, "you would look very queer here in a helmet, and in the rest of your armour. I have seen some of the pilgrims passing through Achshaph wearing full armour," she added, laughing, "and they looked quite ridiculous. In fact, the people of Achshaph were so amused at them that, I assure you, they did not have at all a happy time of it. They looked neither to the right nor to the left, even when the most lovely music was played on purpose to attract them. They would not pluck a single apple from the trees." "Is there beautiful music?" asked Iddo, her eyes brightening. "Yes, indeed, music and dancing and playing of all sorts. And as you are so very pretty, my dear, you will get the best of everything, only you know you really must not show all that armour." "I'll tuck my sword under my dress," said Iddo, now quite bent on seeing more of Achshaph, "and I'll hide my helmet and the rest of my armour in this long grass. There will be no difficulty in finding them again, will there?"