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Watson had said of the Rhamda, "Sometimes you see him, sometimes you don't." It is so with the Nervina. I remember only my working at the data and the sudden movement of a hand upon my desk a girl's hand. It was bewildering. I looked up. I had not seen her since that night. It was now eight months did I not know, I would have recorded them as years. Her expression was a bit more sad and beautiful.
She also had come through just in time to save his life. Did Harry know anything about her? When Wendel had related what he knew, Chick commented: "It's almighty strange, Harry. Everything works out to fit in exactly with that confounded Prophecy. Perhaps that accounts for your affinity for the Nervina; it is something beyond your control, or hers. We'll have to wait and see."
But the Bar was totally unconvinced. "All this is childish. Did I not say he is of our world D'Hartian or Kospian, or some other? Does not all Thomahlia know of the Nervina? Few have seen the Rhamda Avec, but what of it? Some have. What this stranger says proves nothing at all. I say, give him a test." "The test?" from Geos, in a hushed tone. "Just that.
Holcomb for the Jarados!" And she led the way. Watson followed in silent wonder; behind him came the Geos and the rest, quiet and reverent. The soft glow still held, so that they seemed to be walking through the walls of cold fire. At the end of the passage they came to a door. The Nervina touched three unmarked spots on the walls. The door opened.
If there was the least doubt in Chick's mind that this was really Harry, it was dispelled by the sight of the person who the next moment stepped up to his side. It was none other than the Nervina. "Harry Wendel!" gasped Watson. It was too good to be true! "Surest thing you know, Chick. It's me, alive and kicking!" as they grabbed one another. "How did you get here?" "Search me!
"Only" I was careful to add "understand, I don't rank him as a magician, or sorcerer; nothing like that. I'd rather think that he's merely in possession of a scientific secret, no more wonderful in itself than, say, wireless. He's merely got hold of it in advance of the others; that's all." "Then you think that the woman, too, is human?" "The Nervina?" I hesitated.
"Yes, my lord." "And the Senestro plans to marry both queens, according to the custom!" "My lord" and the Jan suddenly snapped erect "the Bar will do exceedingly well if he succeeds in marrying one of them! Certainly he shall never have the Aradna not while I live and can fight!" "Good! How about the Nervina?" "He'll do well to find her first!" "True enough.
"Oh," she said, "how can you say it? You haven't laughed once. You are melancholy; you are pale, drawn, haggard. You keep muttering. You are not the old Harry. Is it this Nervina? At first I thought she loved you; but she does not. She wanted to know all about you, and about our love. She was so interested. What is this danger?" I didn't answer. "You must tell me. This ring?
But already Harry had taken his sheet of instructions from his pocket, and was rolling it into a compact pellet. Then he went to Queen, and with a ribbon borrowed from the Nervina, tied the message tightly to the dog's collar. "Hobart will be certain to see it," said he. "I wonder if the doctor's figured it out yet?" "He's playing with a tremendous force," observed Chick, thoughtfully.
If I were only sure. I have pledged my word and my honour. What did he know? I need all the reserve of character to hold up against the Nervina. From the beginning she has been my opponent. What is her interest in the Blind Spot and myself? Who is she? I cannot think of her as evil. She is too beautiful, too tender; her concern is so real.
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