A Daughter of Astrea (Thriller Classic) - Bok av E Phillips Oppenheim - Häftad
\Behold!\ cried Sabul Ahmid, with an upward sweep of his bare, brown arm, \behold the Sacred Temple of the people of Astrea!\ I stood up in the boat, my portfolio under my arm. High on the mountain''s side, crowning a thick mass of laurel undergrowth, and flanked by a grove of deep, cool, byana trees, was the building to which my servant was pointing. The material whereof it was fashioned I could not at that distance determine. Only in the broad, tropical sunlight it flashed forth, a glorious..