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I had no time to examine them, for at that moment the old man opened his mouth and began to breathe, evidently with some discomfort and effort, as his empty lungs filled themselves with air. Then his eyelids lifted, revealing a wonderful pair of dark glowing eyes beneath. Next he tried to sit up but would have fallen, had not Bickley supported him with his arm.
"'I swear, I answered for your sake, Humphrey though I did not love the oath. "Then he gave me a certain medicine to mix with the Life-water, and when you were almost gone that medicine cured you, though Bickley does not know it, as nothing else could have done. Now I have told you the truth, for your own ear only, Humphrey." "Yva," I asked, "why did you do all this for me?"
I would rest in the quiet of Nyo and think." The next thing that I remember was the voice of Bastin, saying: "If you don't mind, Arbuthnot, I wish that you would get up. Excuse me for disturbing you, but you have overslept yourself; indeed, I think it must be nine o'clock, so far as I can judge by the sun, for my watch is very erratic now, ever since Bickley tried to clean it."
I suppose that Yva came with us though I never saw her do so, and the odd thing was that when we arrived in the sepulchre, she seemed already to be standing there waiting to direct us. "Really," remarked Bastin, "this is exactly like Maskelyne and Cook. Did you ever see their performance, Bickley? If so, it must have given you lots to explain for quite a long while."
After this the seances were given up but Jacobsen produced an instrument called a planchette and with difficulty persuaded Bickley to try it, which he did after many precautions.
"Jugglery never appealed to me, whether in London or in Orofena," replied Bickley in a sour voice as he extracted from his pocket an end of candle to which he set light. "What is jugglery?" asked Bastin, and they departed arguing, leaving me alone with Yva in the sepulchre. "What have I seen?" I asked her. "I do not know, Humphrey.
Presently we heard sounds of altercation, and Bickley emerged looking very red in the face, followed by Bastin, who was saying: "Can I help it if something pulled your nose and snatched off your eyeglasses, which anyhow are quite useless to you when there is no light?
"Where to the ship? We might hold that." "No; that is what they expect. Look! They are cutting off our road there. To the island in the lake where they dare not follow us, for it is holy ground." "How are we going to live on the island?" asked Bickley. "I don't know," I replied; "but I am quite certain that if we stay here we shall die." "Very well," he said; "let us try it."
I knelt down beside Bickley, and in clearing away the deep dust from what seemed to be the bottom of the step, which was perhaps four feet in height, by accident thrust my amateur spade somewhat strongly against its base where it rested upon the rocky floor. Next moment a wonder came to pass. The whole massive rock began to turn outwards as though upon a pivot!
You seem to have been a great deal with them while I was ill." "Yes, a great deal. They are the nearest to you who were so sick. Is it not so?" "I don't know," I answered again. "In my illness it seemed to me that you were the nearest." "About Bastin's words I can guess," she went on. "But I ask again what has Bickley been saying to you about me? Of the first part, let it be; tell me the rest."
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