_My Beloved: Finish your mission and hurry back to me. Carry
forth your sign even though it seems to fail for the time. I am
waiting for you in the hills. They will show you where I am.
Remember my last words. All is well. My love stands above all.
Come swiftly to_
_Anna Erivan._
*4*
The dawn had come. Romney and Bamban were to go forward alone to
Nadiram, the servant to remain there for his master to return from
Tientsin. Rajananda’s province did not include Nadiram, and in thinking
of this, the American recalled that the famous white dromedary had not
entered there. Twice, at least, he had appeared in Nadiram as a begging
Sannysin.... The desert-band drew apart, all the animals in readiness
for the trails; even Rajananda’s servant removed himself to squat a
short distance from his day-star. The old man lay upon his yellow robe,
adoring his God with many perfectly appointed sayings. Romney bowed
before the mystery. At last, words were brought to matters of the hour:
"... In a few weeks, my son, you will come again to this place—this man
with you, for he is a good servant and will not be parted from his
master after his return from the province of the Capitol."
Rajananda indicated Bamban, who stood at a little distance, and quickly
turned his face away as his name was spoken. More than ever Romney
realised that blackness was ahead for the Big Three, at least for
Minglapo. It had never been far from his thought that Bamban would
return to his former master after the Gobi mission; in fact, Romney had
thought at times Bamban was absolutely Minglapo’s, even in his present
service.
"... First to Nadiram," Rajananda intoned, "then the long road to
Turgim, and the travel lines again to Tushi-kow and on to Peking....
You have breathed again, my son, and strength has come to you. You will
set your face firm to the distance, knowing that the plan of life is for
joy and for the evocation of divine spirit through the human heart. You
shall know through nights and days that the woman you have found is in
Sanctuary—that man goes alone upon his mission and that woman waits.
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