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And I resolved I would speak to Santoris on this subject and trust to him for a means whereby we should not lose sight of each other, for I felt that this was imperative. And my spirit rose up within me full of joy and pride in its instinctive consciousness that I was as necessary to him as he was to me.
"Listen!" she whispered. A window of the deck saloon was open and we stood near it. Dr. Brayle and Mr. Swinton had moved away to light fresh cigars, and we two women were for the moment alone. We heard Mr. Harland's voice raised to a sort of smothered cry. "My God! You ARE Santoris!" "Of course I am!"
Santoris himself I found particularly agreeable. When he had read Mr. Harland's note, he said he was glad to find it was from an old college companion, and that he would come over with me to renew the acquaintance. As he has done." "You were not afraid of him, then?" queried Dr. Brayle, sarcastically. "Oh dear no! He seems quite well-bred, and I should say he must be very wealthy."
Santoris was waiting on the deck to receive us, attended by his captain and one or two of the principals of the crew, but what attracted and charmed our eyes at the moment was a beautiful dark youth of some twelve or thirteen years of age, clad in Eastern dress, who held a basket full of crimson and white rose petals, which, with a graceful gesture, he silently emptied at our feet as we stepped on board.
Harland's brows knitted perplexedly. "He says he could cure me of my illness," he went on, "and Brayle declares that a cure is impossible." "You prefer to believe Brayle, of course?" I queried. "Brayle is a physician of note," he replied, "A man who has taken his degree in medicine and knows what he is talking about. Santoris is merely a mystic." I smiled a little sadly. "I see!"
Harland shook him warmly by the hand "What time shall we start the race?" "Suppose we say noon?" "Agreed!" We then prepared to go. I turned to Santoris and in a quiet voice thanked him for his kindness in escorting me to Loch Coruisk, and for the pleasant afternoon we had passed.
Brayle, now joining in the conversation for the first time and putting the question with an air of incredulous amusement "With such a marvellous discovery if it is yours you should make your fortune!" Santoris glanced him over with polite tolerance.
"You know, of course, that I have been prepared for your arrival here," he said "by one of my students, Rafel Santoris. He has been seeking you for a long time, but now he has found you he is hardly better off for you are a rebellious child and unwilling to recognise him is it not so?" I felt a little more courageous now, and answered him at once.
No eloquent description could give any idea of the enthralling sweetness of the harmonies that were more BREATHED upon the air than sounded and I became absorbed in following the rhythm of the delicious cadences as they rose and fell. Then by degrees my thoughts wandered away to Rafel Santoris, where was he now? in what peaceful expanse of shining waters had his fairy vessel cast anchor?
"Pardon me for my dogmatism when I say such a thing is impossible" answered Santoris "If a human being starts his life in health he cannot be ill UNLESS through some fault of his own. It may be a moral or a physical fault, but the trespass against the law has been made. And suppose him to be born with some inherited trouble, he can eliminate even that from his blood if he so determines.
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