"I am more than surprised at your question, sir; I am grieved that you
should ask it, and apparently with reason. To my knowledge I have not
a bad friend in the world."
"Your surprise is natural," said Basil; "but though you may think my
remarks strange, do not think they are prompted by unkindness. I have
good reasons for what I say. I hold this conversation sacred, Joshua.
As it may be the last we shall ever have, let what is said between us
be said in perfect confidence."
"Agreed as to that, sir; but you must not say that this is the last
conversation we shall ever have."
"When do you go to sea again?" asked Basil Kindred, taking no heed of
Joshua's remonstrance.
"In less than a fortnight. We set sail first for Sydney, New South
Wales, then for China, then for home. A short trip. We shall not be
away long this time."
"Before you return, I shall have gone on a longer voyage than
you are about to take. Nay, do not interrupt me. I have received
warning--bodily, not spiritual, and therefore not open to doubt. It is
impossible that I can live much longer. And with this conviction
strong within me, I am tortured by an anxiety that racks me with a
mightier pain than that which even as I speak pierces me to the
marrow."
Joshua was profoundly shocked at the disclosure; he had not thought it
was so bad as that. Instinctively he knew what the anxiety was by
which Basil was tortured, and Basil answered his thought.
"You guess what my anxiety springs from. What will become of Minnie
when I am gone?"
If he had seen! If in that darkened room a vision had appeared to
answer him, could he have believed that it would come to pass? But
silence was his only answer for a time; for Joshua was revolving in
his mind whether it would be wise and merciful--whether he had any
right to speak to Basil Kindred about Dan's love for Minnie. The
conversation between them was sacred and confidential, and the sick
man's tone when he spoke of the bodily warnings he had received was so
impressive, that it carried conviction with it. It would be like
speaking to a dying man, and it would be serving his friend.
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