"The girl would have pleaded with me again, but I silenced her, saying,
’Go, and if he bid you to return, you may do so.’
"I was not long left in solitude, for in a few minutes a priest in
yellow robes entered the room. He was not one of those I had previously
seen. His face was clean-shaven, and he did not look to be much over
forty years of age; his features were refined, but rather hard; his
expression noble, but cold. He bowed down as he entered the room, and
then addressed me in these words--
"’Thou who art a god amongst the children of men, wiser than the wisest,
pure as are the waters in the lake of Gitem, in whom the spirit of the
Almighty is reflected as in the crystal mirror of Tor, we beseech thee
to hear the prayer of thy servants. We, the priests of the Most High,
seeing that thou hast power beyond the sons of men, would offer thee
worship in the temple.’
"As he spoke, two other priests entered, one bearing a yellow robe
richly embroidered with gold and covered with jewels, and the other a
crystal crown, from which proceeded a strange mysterious light which
would have cast round the head of the wearer a radiant halo. As I
pictured the effect of one thus robed and crowned entering the temple, a
scene, doubtless called up in the mind of one of the priests, at the
same moment flashed across my brain. I saw men standing robed in white,
and in the centre of these I seemed to lie, dressed in the kingly garb,
and crowned with the shining crystal crown, but my forehead was covered
with the dew of death, and there was a look of pity on the faces of
those around.
"Then I realized that this was but a new temptation, and with some
slight show of anger answered---
"’The fools of the earth desire to be clad in fine raiment, and to feel
for a moment the glory of earthly power, but to those who have once seen
the light which proceeds from true wisdom, riches and honour are as
dust, the shouts of men as the hum of insects, and the kingdoms of earth
as ant-heaps. If there are among you men who have attained to even a
slight knowledge in the mystery of life, take, I pray you, this message
back to them from me: "I would rather be a disciple at the feet of my
Master, than rule over a dominion of fools. If there be none here
worthy to teach me, then is the wisdom of which you boast but the froth
of foolishness, and your power but the low cunning of the savage."’
"When I had finished speaking, the priest without answering turned, and
followed by his two attendants left the room. The curtain fell back
over the entrance, and I was once more alone.
"After this food and coffee were brought me, and feeling tired I lay
down and slept through the rest of this eventful day.
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