“But how can you leave so suddenly?” I questioned, remembering
Stranahan’s daily lessons. “How about--how about the work you were
doing here?”
“Oh, I am excused, of course, until my return. Some other tutor is
substituted for me, and everything goes along smoothly enough with my
students.”
“Their loss is our good fortune,” said I, quite truthfully; and Aelios
acknowledged the compliment with a gracious bow, and then smilingly
rejoined the other tutors.
A few minutes later we were under way. We crossed the Salty River
on a long bridge overarched with a crystal arcade and lined with
friezes representing mythological scenes; then on the northern bank,
we followed a little winding lane westward at the base of the marble
palaces and towers. Before many minutes, we approached the borders
of the city; and when at length we passed into the open country,
my companions experienced a rare burst of high spirits. Some gave
expression to their feelings by low, soft cries of joy; some capered,
romped and laughed merrily along the way; some engaged in loud-pitched
and enthusiastic discussions; but all looked carefree and happy indeed;
and I could not help being infected with their gay mood. I experienced
nothing of the constraint that might have been only natural, for
my companions seemed to accept me frankly as one of them, and in
consequence I felt hardly out of place. Before long I was chatting with
several of the young men as volubly as though I had known them all
their lives.
Of Aelios I caught no more than a glimpse on that first day. She
seemed to be absorbed in her conversations with the other tutors; and
an occasional smiling glance in my direction was all that she would
vouchsafe me. But I was happy merely to know that she was near, and was
convinced that succeeding days would offer opportunities to strengthen
our friendship. And at the same time I was so well occupied that I had
little leisure for thinking of anybody in particular.
To one who has never been underseas and gazed at the landscapes of
that incredible world, it will be impossible to convey any idea of
the enthusiasm and the wonder I felt. Already I had beheld marvels
in Atlantis, marvels sufficient to bewilder the most audacious
imagination; but that which I now observed was so unique as momentarily
to overshadow even my previous discoveries.
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