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Updated: May 11, 2025
Geos rubbed his hands in a dignified sort of glee. What had been said coincided, apparently, with another of his pet theories. "It is splendid," he exulted, "splendid! And just in line with my thesis. You shall tell it before the Council of the Rhamdas. It will be the greatest day since the speaking of the Jarados!"
There are others who do not grant it; there are Rhamdas who are inclined to lean more to the materialist's side of things, who rely entirely, when it comes to questions of this kind, upon their faith in the teachings of the Jarados. There are some, too, who believe in the value of speculation, and who contend that only through contemplation can man lift himself to the full fruits of realisation.
"I I must have time to think. Coming across the border that way you must give me time. You were telling me about the Rhamdas in general; now tell me about Avec in particular." Geos nodded as though he could understand the fog that beclouded Watson's mind. "The Rhamda Avec is, or was, the wisest of them all; the head and the chief, and by far the most able.
Holcomb he would enhance himself in the eyes of Rhamda Geas. "In the other world we call it America the Jaradas is a Rhamda much like yourself, the head and chief of many Rhamdas sitting in a great institution devoted to intelligence. It is called the University of California." "And this California; what is it, my lord?" "A name," returned Chick.
He did not understand where he was nor how he had got there; he only knew that his fate was hanging on a toss of chance. He faced the Rhamdas without flinching; and half closing his eyes and speaking very clearly, he searched his memory for what he recalled of the old professor.
Chick was in the middle of a procession, the Rhamdas marching before and the crimson guard bringing up the rear. A special guard: the inner one, Rhamdas, the outer one of crimson surrounding them all. The car started. There was no trace of friction; it was noiseless, automatic. Chick could only conjecture as to its mechanism.
At the time he spoke, it was twenty-four hours after the Aradna's going; another twenty-four hours would see the evening of the Last Day the sixteenth of the sacred Days of Life what the Rhamdas alluded to as "the Day of Judgment." And the Mahovisal was a seething mass of humanity, all bent upon seeing the fulfillment of their highest hopes.
Watson felt himself almost deified by that reverent manner. The Rhamdas listened with visibly growing interest; the Aradna leaned slightly forward; even the Bar dropped his interest in Watson to pay closer attention to the speaker.
You are a man indeed. Do not overdo; save yourself for the Senestro." Clothes were brought, and Chick taken back to his apartment. The time passed with Rhamdas constantly at his side. The Geos was not present, nor the little queen.
Only, not being intellectually adept enough to be admitted to the real secrets, the real knowledge, they give to all things a provisional explanation based upon a settled policy. Not being Rhamdas, they are simply not aware that everything has an exact and absolute explanation."
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