By WILLIAM SHERMAN POTTS. | | PAGE | | I. | “Touch me not!” (page 22) | Frontispiece | | II. | “Determined to penetrate into the seemingly impenetrable wonderland of the Damavant.” | 92 | | III. | “Like a thunderbolt striking to the centre of a hurricane, the demon shot down.” | 173 | | IV. | “There sprung, like Iris from the clouds, a smiling Hebe.” | 323 |
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