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Updated: May 28, 2025
Was not my very journey to the House of Aselzion a testimony of my own doubting attitude? for I had come, as I now admitted to myself, first to make sure that Aselzion really existed and secondly, to prove to my own satisfaction that he was truly able to impart the mystical secrets which Rafel seemed to know.
A little while back I had heard voices behind a wall saying that Rafel Santoris was dead, -drowned in his own yacht 'off Armadale, in Skye. If that was true how came he here? I questioned myself in vain, till presently I gathered up sufficient force to remember that love REAL love knows no change. Did I believe in my lover's love, or did I doubt it? That was a point for my own consideration!
Such an hypothesis is absurd on the face of it, since it is the Soul that gives individuality to the Body. The individual personality of Rafel Santoris, expressed even in his painted portrait, appealed to me as being that of one I had loved long and tenderly, there was no strangeness in his features but only an adorable familiarity.
Morton Harland himself 'died, as the world puts it, of a painful and lingering disease which could have been cured had he chosen to take the means offered to him through Rafel Santoris. He did not choose, therefore the end was inevitable. Catherine married Dr.
You may be, you are self-willed enough, though not always rightly so for example, you want to gain knowledge apart from and independently of Rafel Santoris, yet you are an incomplete identity without him! The women of your day all follow this vicious policy the desire to be independent and apart from men which is the suicide of their nobler selves.
If you tell them of your quest of life and youth and love, and of your experience here, they will cover you with their mockery and derision if you were to breathe a word of the love between you and Rafel Santoris, a thousand efforts would be instantly made to separate you, one from the other, and snatch away the happiness you have won.
I thought of my recent experience with the man and woman who had sought to 'rescue' me, as they said, and how when in sheer desperation I had called "Rafel! Rafel!" they had suddenly disappeared and left me free. Surely this was a sufficient proof that I was not forgotten by him who had professed to love me? and that his aid might still be depended upon? Why should I doubt him?
"Yes, commander-in-chief, you did," said Doeninger, solemnly. "I want to tell you something more, Cajetan," added Andreas. "What Steeger said about Rafel and Donay may be true; the French may have discovered my place of concealment, and may come up here. Hence, dear Cajetan, you must leave me and escape, lest they should seize you, too."
Still walking together like lovers, they came on I knew they must pass me, and I stood in their way that Rafel Santoris at least might see me might know that I had adventured into the House of Aselzion for his sake, and that so far I had not failed! If he were false, then surely the failure would be his!
Now your object in coming here is, down at the root of it, absolutely personal I will not say selfish, because that sounds hard and I will give you credit for the true womanly feeling you have, that being conscious in your own soul of Rafel Santoris as your superior and master as well as your lover, you wish to be worthy of him, if only in the steadfastness and heroism of your character.
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