conditions, are possible of accomplishment in a brief period, and such
testimony as you could bring, in the present state of human knowledge,
would only add to the proof of your lunacy."
"I see, I see," I said; "and I submit. Lead on, I am ready. Whatever my
destined career may be, wherever it may be, it can only lead to the
grave."
"Do not be so sure of that," was the reply.
I shuddered instinctively, for this answer seemed to imply that the
stillness of the grave would be preferable to my destiny.
We got into the wagon again, and a deep silence followed as we rode
along, gazing abstractedly on the quiet fields and lonely farm-houses.
Finally we reached a little village. Here my companion dismissed the
farmer, our driver, paying him liberally, and secured lodgings in a
private family (I believe we were expected), and after a hearty supper
we retired. From the time we left the jailer I never again attempted to
reveal my identity. I had lost my interest in the past, and found myself
craving to know what the future had in store for me.
CHAPTER X.
MY JOURNEY TOWARDS THE END OF EARTH BEGINS.--THE ADEPTS'
BROTHERHOOD.
My companion did not attempt to watch over my motions or in any way to
interfere with my freedom.
"I will for a time necessarily be absent," he said, "arranging for our
journey, and while I am getting ready you must employ yourself as best
you can. I ask you, however, now to swear that, as you have promised,
you will not seek your wife and children."
To this I agreed.
"Hold up your hand," he said, and I repeated after him: "All this I most
solemnly and sincerely promise and swear, with a firm and steadfast
resolution to keep and perform my oath, without the least equivocation,
mental reservation or self-evasion whatever."
"That will answer; see that you keep your oath this time," he said, and
he departed. Several days were consumed before he returned, and during
that time I was an inquisitive and silent listener to the various
conjectures others were making regarding my abduction which event was
becoming of general interest. Some of the theories advanced were quite
near the truth, others wild and erratic. How preposterous it seemed to
me that the actor himself could be in the very seat of the disturbance,
willing, anxious to testify, ready to prove the truth concerning his
position, and yet unable even to obtain a respectful hearing from those
most interested in his recovery. Men gathered together discussing the
"outrage"; women, children, even, talked of little else, and it was
evident that the entire country was aroused. New political issues took
their rise from the event, but the man who was the prime cause of the
excitement was for a period a willing and unwilling listener, as he had
been a willing and unwilling actor in the tragedy.
One morning my companion drove up in a light carriage, drawn by a span
of fine, spirited, black horses.
"We are ready now," he said, and my unprecedented journey began.
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