The Mystics
y warmed and brightened by the pale March sunshine; but at three o'clock a searching wind had begun to blow across the city from the east; and now, as the small gold clock on her bu
er to her summons, she gave h
id, in an unusually c
ching the fire-light on her many and beautiful rings. When the woman reappeared, and, noiselessly arranging the tea-table, moved it to her side, she
btful how long she would have remained sunk in apparent lethargy had not the unexpected sound of the hall-
door opened, and once more Norris appeared. After
t the door, ma'am," sh
frown still dark
u I was no
m, but-" Norr
turbed." With a gesture plainly indicative of high-strung nerve
towards the door. "But the
own the cup she had been about to raise
im you were not at home, but he won't go. He's the
and involuntarily Enid's tone quickened. Something in the woman's wo
y, "he's very tall-and not like any other gentleman that comes here.
nervously. She could not have defined her emotions, but some
give n
t he was some one that must
of nothing but her own unsteady pulses; then su
how him in at once! Don't ke
d walked across the room. At the d
ve the light
enough. I like twilight and
lace, motionless with hope, dread, and an almost uncontrollable nervousness. At last, as in a dr
on, while Norris retired, softly closing the door. Then, with a sudden leap of th
ide her; and, with one of his decisive, imperiou
in!" he said, in his grave voice. "You wo
re him mutely, her face paling and f
pause; and again
you stay
making a sudden effort, she looked up. "I-I was afraid." Her
Afraid
de no
rphew?" He gave a sl
oked up shar
ce suddenly sank, and the pres
know!" With a tremulous gesture
her towards him. "Tell me!" he s
across her eyes. In the seven days since they had spoken together, a change had fallen on him. Some alteration she could not define had grown into his expression; the cold mastery of himself a
. "Why are you here? The time has not
c smile flitted
Prophet, one can al
eliberately, lookin
t was as if, by considered action, he had set about jeopardizing his own dign
stammered. "How did you get
een eyes se
ed threshold of the Prophet; the Prophet is-presumably-communing with his Soul. The routine of this evening differs in no way from the routine of any other evening-except that the Precursor is rather more than usually vigilant in his watch."
done wrong? Have you-have you been called elsewhere
At last, by an immense effort, he seemed to g
but I presume you know very little. I presume that-and shall act
ur mind." He spoke slowly and deliberately, without tremor or falter. Whatever of struggle lay behind his words, it lay with the past. It was e
ecause I believe in the habit of unburdening one's conscienc
to know?" H
ed her hands and turned towards the window, where the last glimm
dizing myself utterly by what I am going to say; but it seems to me
something in your eyes." He turned and looked at her. But in the min
not what you think me. I'm a fraud-a lie-an impostor. No more a Prophet-no more in
strong emotions, each stood rigid, striving vainly to read the
agne. That is a common simile, but it is descriptive. The acting of an actor depends upon his audience. While my audience was composed of fools, I fooled them; but when you came-you with your scepticism, your curiosity, your feminine dependency-I lost my cue. I became conscious of the footlights and the make-up." Again he paused; an
imed. "Speak to me! I am
she drew back, extending her
ction. With a speed that might have been
he said.
e retreated
suddenly, in a faint, shaken voice. "O
nner daunted him; then he straight
sordid motive in the world," he said,
or the first time since he had made his revelation, he saw her
y. "These people had defrauded m
formed itself alm
hought myself invincible. I believed that if the devil himself stood in my way it would not deter me. And now you-a fr
cience and I have been struggling night and day. I have held out to the last. It was only to-day-this
u know why I am going away as empty-handed as I cam
rs touched her, she thrust him away, f
call yourself an impostor-You are worse
he had struck him, and his
!" she said again, hy
on of the wo
t me defe
of protest she flung h
s no defence. You may leave the money of the sect, but you have stolen thi
eals-" He caught her wrists
nfronted him with blazing eyes and
to live. Oh, you don't knew what you have done! You
condemne
I wish for now-never, never to see you again as long as either of us live!"
e had become very pale. He turned to her now
, when Hellier Crescent is quiet, we go-as unobtrusively as we came. You see I give you the key to our plans; you are free to frustrate them, if you think fit. I don't believe I had a
se myself as well!" Her own cruel disillusioning-her own unbearable sense of loss-swept over her afresh; her voice rose again, and again broke hysteric
the storm of her angry tears she caught the sound of a c
ndow; the firelight still played pleasantly on the untouched tea-table
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