"Where is Tama?" Jimmy asked.

Guy was still anxiously at the window. And now Tama was coming. We went to the cabin doorway to meet her.

She came, flying low over the frozen lake. A great, whitebodied, red-winged bird! Flying sluggishly as though tired, but she was only hampered by the weight of her clothes, and Earth's heavy gravity.

The wonder of Tama had never ceased to thrill me.

The men of Mercury were very much like the men of Earth.

But the women with their great feathered wings Her warm knitted suit made her slim body white as the surface of the frozen snow-covered lake. But her long black hair was waving in the wind; and her crimson-feathered wings with their ten-foot spread showed plainly in the twilight.

Her body hung at an angle, breast down. She flew straight for our doorway, fluttered down, her feet dropping, her wings flapping backward as she righted herself to land on tiptoe among us. She was panting with the flying effort, and laughing, and the frosty evening had brought into her clear white cheeks a mantling red.

"Tamal" exclaimed Guy. "You shouldn't fly out before it's dark."

"No one saw me, Guy. I must get out. It smothers me indoors... . Oh, good evening, Jimmy!" A few minutes later Tama had taken off the knitted suit, and wore now her native garments. Beside the tall, queenly Rowena, Tama was an elfin, fantastic figure indeed. As small as Toh, They were, in fact, twins, twenty-one years old.

Tama stood before me. "You are not angry at me, Jack?"

"Well-"

"Guy is." Elfin little creature, pouting at me to placate my anger.

But like her brother, there was about her a decided dignity. The set of her )aw could be firm; her dark eyes, twinkling at me now, could flash with command. On Mercury, as Guy had told us, she was leader of all the winged virgins of the Light Country.