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Updated: June 11, 2025
The order went forth that a party should attend Esmo's orders at a point about half a mile distant from the studio in which, for the benefit of a great medical school, my unhappy friend was to be put to torture indescribable. "Happily," said Esmo, "the first portion of the experiment will be made by the Vivisector-General alone, and will commence at midnight.
But as we came close to them, I observed that each stood motionless as a statue, with eyes open, but utterly devoid of sight. "I have been here before you," murmured Esmo. "To the left." The door gave way at once before the touch of some electric instrument or immaterial power wielded by his hand.
My answer was intercepted by the sound of an electric bell or miniature gong, and a slip of tafroo fell upon the desk. The first words were in that vocal character which I had mastered, and came from Esmo. "Hysterical folly," he had said. "Mountain air might be fatal; and clear nights are dangerously cold for more than yourselves." "What does he mean?"
I listened with extreme interest, and was more than satisfied that Esmo had even underrated the powers claimed by and for the lowest and least intelligent of his brethren, when he said that these, and these alone, could give efficient protection or signal vengeance against all the tremendous physical forces at command of those State authorities, one of the greatest of whom I had made my personal enemy.
By help of my strength and height, still more perhaps by the subtle influence of his own powerful will acting none the less imperiously on minds unconscious of its influence, Esmo made his way with me into the Court. Around five sides of the hexagon were seats, tier above tier, appropriated to the public who wish to see as well as hear.
Here our evening meal was served, at which Esmo and his son joined us, Eveena resuming, even in their presence, the veil she had worn on deck but had laid aside the moment we were alone. The scintillation so characteristic of the fixed stars, especially in the temperate climates of the Earth, was scarcely perceptible.
"She," said the new-comer, "has a message for you, Clavelta, for your Council, and particularly for the last of its members." "It is well," he answered. The messenger took her seat among the Initiates, and Esmo dismissed the assembly in the solemn form employed on the former occasion.
"Would any brother speak?" asked Esmo, when the silence of the Chiefs had lasted for a few moments. But his rebuke had silenced Kevimâ, and no one else cared to interpose. The eyes of the assembly turned upon me so generally and so pointedly, that at last I felt myself forced, though against my own judgment, to rise. "I have no question to ask the accused," I said.
Rising from his seat and standing immediately before and to the left of the Throne, Esmo replied. But before he had spoken half-a-dozen words, a pressure on my arm drew my eyes from him to Eveena. She stood fixed as if turned to stone, in an attitude which for one fleeting instant recalled that of the sculptured figures undergoing sudden petrifaction at the sight of the Gorgon's head.
While I hesitated to reply, gathering up as well as I could the thread of these thoughts as they passed in a few seconds through my mind, my left hand touched an object hidden in my bride's zone. I drew out a tiny crystal phial three parts full, taken, as I saw, from the medicine-chest Esmo had carefully stocked and as carefully fastened.
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