As he said this he took both my hands. In a moment I was plunged in
darkness; the room, my companion, everything had vanished; but as I
still strained my eyes a faint revolving spark of light became visible.
This light increased until I found that I was in the presence of a young
girl, whom I had little difficulty in recognizing as the Vera of my
friend’s story. She was standing in a listening attitude, as though
some one had called her, and was evidently unconscious of my presence.
As I lay watching she turned her face toward me. I shall never forget
the revelation of beauty and weakness depicted there; but more quickly
than the vision came it vanished, and I heard my host say--
"Good-night. Come again at the same time as soon as ever you feel
inclined."
Then I heard the door close, and found myself standing in the cool
evening air outside Alan Sydney’s house.
When I got back to my room I was too excited to sleep. Was there, after
all, some incomprehensible meaning in life, a possibility of solving the
mystery of existence? I sat for some time thinking; then taking my pen,
began to write, and as I wrote it seemed that already my mind was under
the influence of a new power, for each sentence Sydney had used came
back to me without effort of memory, as if I were writing from some
inaudible dictation.
*CHAPTER III*
I felt annoyed the next morning to remember that I had accepted an
invitation to dine out that evening, and it would be therefore necessary
to postpone seeing Sydney until the following day. I was so interested
in what I had heard and seen that it hardly occurred to me to delay my
next visit longer than necessary, for he who evidently could read my
thoughts would not expect me to restrain my impatience with any feeling
of consideration for conventionalities.
My entertainment this evening was likely to be a stimulating contrast to
that of the previous night. Transon Hall, where I was to dine, may be
considered the centre of our circle of social exclusiveness. Into this
ring those who moved in inferior orbits at times penetrated, and at
times were excluded.
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