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"Yes, that's the best plan," said Bickley, shortly, after which the conversation came to an end. All that day and the next I watched and waited in vain for the coming of Yva, but no Yva appeared. I even went as far as the sepulchre, but it was as empty as were the two crystal coffins, and after waiting a while I returned.
To tell you the truth, Arbuthnot, there are moments when I am not sure whether I entirely understand the Lady Yva. It was rather like proposing to one's guardian angel." "Yes," I said, "that's about it, old fellow. 'Guardian Angel' is not a bad name for her." Afterwards I received the confidence of Bickley. "Look here, Arbuthnot," he said. "I want to own up to something.
Thence cross to the main island and sail away quickly in your boat out into the great sea, where I believe you will find succour. Know that after disobeying him, you must meet Oro no more lest it should be the worse for you. If that be your will, let us start. What say you?" She looked at me. "I say, Yva, that I am willing to go if you come with us. Not otherwise."
Perhaps once it was, but if so its star had set for ever, like those of Amon, Jupiter and Baal, and he was its last worshipper. Now we were safe, but still we sped on till we reached the portico of our sleeping place. Then Yva turned and spoke. "It is horrible," she said, "and my soul sickens.
Why should I, when they are so full of disbelief of all I tell you, and sometimes of other things about myself which I do not seek to know?" "No wonder that, according to the story in the pictures, those Nations, whom you named Barbarians, made an end of your people, Lady Yva." "You are mistaken, Bickley; the Lord Oro made an end of the Nations, though against my prayer," she added with a sigh.
"I remember nothing of that man, Yva." "It is probable that you would not, since you and he are very far apart, while between you and him flow wide seas of death, wherein are set islands of life; perhaps many of them. But I remember much who seem to have left him but a very little while ago." "When you awoke in your coffin and threw your arms about me, what did you think, Yva?"
On another night he began to tempt me, very subtly. "I see a spark of greatness in you, Humphrey," he said, "and it comes into my heart that you, too, might learn to rule. With Yva, the last of my blood, it is otherwise. She is the child of my age and of a race outworn; too gentle, too much all womanly.
The next morning quite early the Lady Yva appeared alone; no, not alone, for with her came our lost Tommy looking extremely spry and well at ease. The faithless little wretch just greeted us in a casual fashion and then went and sat by Yva. In fact when the awkward Bastin managed to stumble over the end of her dress Tommy growled at him and showed his teeth. Moreover the dog was changed.
"And how can we save it by not flying, Yva?" "I do not know, Humphrey, yet I think it will be saved, perchance by sacrifice. That is the keystone of your faith, is it not? Therefore if it is asked of you to save the world, you will not shrink from it, will you, Humphrey?" "I hope not," I replied, without enthusiasm, I admit.
I forget the colour; indeed this seemed to change continually as the light from the different moons struck when she moved, but I think its prevailing tinge was blue. In her arms this woman nursed a beauteous, sleeping child, singing happily as she rocked it to and fro. Yva went towards the woman who looked up at her step and uttered a little cry. Then for the first time I saw the woman's face.
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