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Updated: July 28, 2025
"With Aselzion there are no dead men" said another of the unseen speakers "They have merely passed into another living state. And according to his theories, lovers cannot be separated, even by what is called death, for long." "Poor comfort!" and with the words I heard a laugh of scornful mockery "The women who have loved Rafel Santoris would hardly thank you for it!"
A rosy light flashes on our wonderful white sails, which will be presently furled; and we shall sit together, Rafel and I, watching the night draw its soft dark curtain around us, and the stars come out in the sky like diamonds embroidered on deep purple velvet, and listening to the gentle murmur of the little waves breaking into a rocky corner of the distant shore.
If any evil had chanced to Rafel Santoris, would Aselzion have told me he was 'safe and well' when he had conjured up for my comfort the picture of the 'Dream' yacht on the moonlit sea only a few hours ago?
'Hopelessly ensnared and victimised. What did they mean? Since I had seen Rafel Santoris with another woman he called 'beloved' I had felt almost incapable of speech but now I found my voice suddenly. "I do not understand you" I said, as clearly and firmly as I could- "I am here by my own desire, and I am not being ensnared or victimised. Why should I need rescue?"
But the way of learning is not an easy way Rafel Santoris himself could have told you that he was all but overcome in the trial for I spare no one! and if you persist in your rash intention I cannot spare you simply because of your sex." "I do not ask to be spared," I said, gently "I have already told you I will endure anything." A slight smile crossed his face.
I thought of the day, barely a week ago, when Rafel stood beside me, his hand clasping mine, such a little division of time seemed to have elapsed since we were together, and yet how long! At last I spoke "I would rather die, if death were possible, than lose his love" I said "And where there is no love, surely there must be death?" Aselzion sighed. "Poor child!
All that my consciousness could take in was that, according to what I had heard, Rafel was dead, drowned in the sea over which his fairy vessel the 'Dream' had sailed so lightly and that all he had said of our knowledge of each other in former lives, and of the love which had drawn us together, was mere 'fooling'! I leaned out of the window, and my eyes rested on the little crimson rose that still blossomed against the wall in fragrant confidence.
I am not conscious of having suffered any evil through Rafel Santoris or through Aselzion I am pained and perplexed and tortured by what I hear and see but my hearing and sight are capable of being deceived why should I think of evil things which are not proved?" The woman surveyed me with sudden scorn.
"Catherine," he said "This gentleman tells me he knew me at Oxford, and if he is right I also knew HIM. I spoke of him only the other night at dinner you remember? but I did not tell you his name. It is Rafel Santoris if indeed he IS Santoris! though my Santoris should be a much older man."
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