THE sitting of the Council lasted until nightfall, and just as the
western mountains were throwing their huge shadows over the lovely
valley, two more air-ships passed between two of the southward peaks
and alighted in the great square in the centre of the city. They were
the two vessels which had been sent to the island indicated in Olga’s
letter to bring back the long-lost Alan and Alexis.
It would be vain to attempt to describe the feelings with which the
President and the father of Alexis went, as they thought, to receive
their sons, but the air-ships had returned without them, and in
their stead they brought a written message which conveyed tidings no
less strange and startling than those brought from Antarctica by the
_Ithuriel_ and her consort.
It was a letter from Alan to his father, and as soon as he received it
from the captain of one of the air-ships, who had found it nailed to a
tree on the island, he took his friend into his library, and there the
two fathers read it together.
After briefly but circumstantially recounting the capture of the
flag-ship by Olga by means of her subtle drugs, and showing how, by
using the power they gave her, she had kept them in mental slavery
for years, forcing them to employ their skill and knowledge in aiding
her to build her aerial and submarine fleets out of the spoils of
the destroyed ocean transports, from which the latter had taken an
incalculable amount of treasure, Alan’s letter concluded thus:--
I will now tell you the reason why Alexis and myself have not waited
for the air-ship which we knew you would send for us as soon as you
received the message which Olga Romanoff told us she would despatch
to you. We consider that by our weakness and folly--or, in truth, I
should rather say mine, for it was I who invited these treacherous
guests on board the _Ithuriel_--we have not only brought endless
calamities upon the world, but we have also forfeited our right to
the citizenship of Aeria.
What the judgment of the Council would be upon us I don’t know, but
we are resolved that, whatever it might have been, you and Alexis’s
father shall be spared the sorrow of pronouncing sentence upon your
own sons. Some day perhaps we may win at least the right to plead our
cause before you. At present we have none, and until we have won it
you shall not see us again unless you capture us by force.
We were sent here in the _Narwhal_, the swiftest and most powerful
vessel of the Russian submarine fleet. Only a few days ago an
accident revealed to Alexis for the first time during our long mental
slavery the means which this woman, who is as beautiful as an angel
and as merciless as a fiend, had used to keep us in subjection. We
took the utmost care to give her no suspicion of his discovery, and
although we drank no more of her poison we acted exactly as though we
were still under its influence.
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