“I drank to a myth,” I cried; “a vision of my brain that tortured and lured me beyond the Pole. May I inquire whom you gentlemen honor?” Again the Governor rose and replied: “We drank to Alpha Centauri, the future ruler of the world, the most wonderful woman in the universe, resolute, brilliant, mysterious as the star from whence she came—Alpha Centauri.” My goblet fell with a thud. I tried to recover it and caught the table to steady myself. At once all was confusion, a sea of blurred faces surrounded me. “Give him water, he’s had enough wine!” rang the familiar tones of Saxe. Immediately the weakness left me and Sheldon’s hoarse whisper forced me to smile. “The myth realized—if she only looks as she appeared; but she won’t, old boy, she won’t! It’s some old jade with a hair-lip. Beautiful women were created to be adored, never to rule.” He chuckled audibly as I pushed him aside. Tolna offered me wine, but Saxe. compelled me to drink a whole goblet of water, then in a way all his own, which no one could take offence at, he intimated the day had been long, fatiguing, and suggested the merrymakers continue without the presence of the four strangers. Tolna regretted, the others crowded about us, but finally with many salutes we were escorted from the hall. When we were alone Saxe. advised and warned me, and Saunders shook his head. “To think it should come true!” he muttered. “Yes,” said Saxe., “your vision is mortal. You will realize what is denied to most. All have ideals, those are rare that are realized.” “Don’t congratulate him yet, boys,” chimed in Sheldon; “wait till the ‘ideal’ materializes, perhaps then he’ll want our sympathies. And, Sally, did you really believe in the vision? But of course you did; the effect was powerful; you gave up everything to join us.” “I loved!” I cried, all aflame. “Sometimes I believed, again doubted; but all the time I loved, and that leads anywhere, most often to hell!” Saxe. threw up his hands in protest. He was not a profane man, and Saunders suggested we retire. Our room was spacious, luxurious, divided into four by tall granite columns. The furniture was rich, but weighty in effect, and fantastically carved; the beds were long, narrow and heavily padded; we sank deep in softness, inhaling a sleep producing odor, sweet, sensuous. Drowsily Sheldon uttered a gruesome joke, and Saxe. yawned his preference for the bunks of his car. CHAPTER XI.