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Besides, he is very busy and cannot do it himself. There must be some record. I shall do my best and hold out of my writing as much as I can of my emotion. I shall start with the Nervina. It was the first I knew; the first warning. Looking back I cannot but wonder. No person I think who has ever seen the Nervina can do much else; she is so beautiful! Beautiful? Why do I say it?
Who was it that always made me think of moonbeams? I lay still, thinking. "He dared; he dared; he dared!" she was saying. "As if there were not two! He shall pay for this! Am I to be a plaything? You poor boy!" Then I remembered. I looked up. It was the Nervina. She was stooping over with my head against her. How beautiful her eyes were!
I had a great deal of work before me. I had begun sometime before to take down my temperature. I was careful of everything now, as much as I could be under the depression. So far I had discerned nothing that could be classed as pathological. There is something subtle about the Nervina. She is much like the Rhamda. Perhaps they are the same. I hear no sound, I have no notion of a door or entrance.
"What do they want me to tell them?" "Just what you have told me: tell them of the Nervina, and of the Rhamda Avec. The prince is a man of the world, but from the Rhamdas you will have justice." Whereat Chick addressed the Intellectuals. They seemed accustomed to the outbursts of the handsome Bar, and were now waiting complacently.
The doctor ordered that he was not to be molested. The Geos and the others left the room, escorting the Aradna, who was too exhausted for further experiences. There remained with the doctor, Chick, Harry, and the Nervina. "I will reduce that lecture to synopsis form," began the professor. "I shall tell you all that I know, up to this moment. First, however, let me show you something."
She was something higher, out of mystery, out of life almost out of the moonbeams. I stopped and looked up. The great full orb was shining. I didn't know that I spoke. "Harry," asked Charlotte, "who is the Nervina?" Had I spoken? "What do you know about the Nervina?" I asked. "She has been to see me. She told me. She said you would be here tonight. I was waiting. She is very beautiful.
"Since he and the Nervina left, the people of the world have been in a state of ferment. For it was foretold that in the last days we would get in communication with the other side; that some would come and some would go. For example, your own coming was foretold by the Jarados, almost to the hour and minute." "Then it was fortuitous," spoke Watson.
In the foreground was the profile of a girl of another dimension ethereal, sensuous, the eternal feminine the Nervina of the story. Filmy crystalline earrings swept back over her bare shoulders. Dominating the background was a huge flaming yellow ball, like our Sun as seen from the hypothetical Vulcan splotched with murky, mysterious globii vitonae.
"That remains to be seen!" from the doctor. "Come we must find out what has happened!" Within a minute they knew. As they came out of the private door on the now emptied floor of the great temple, they saw the senior queen, the Nervina, coming down the great stairway from the Spot of Life. "What is it?" called Harry, apprehensively. "The Aradna!" she replied. Her voice was curiously strained.
Never were able to arrive at an explanation?" "No." "How about the Rhamda? The Nervina? Do they come to this house?" "Not often." "How do they come in? Through the window?" He smiled rather sadly. "I don't know. At least they come. You shall see them yourself. The Rhamda still has something to do with Dr. Holcomb. Somehow his very concern tells me the doctor is safe.
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