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nd jailors relax their guard； it can escape their clutches； it will seek at once the region of its birth and its true home。〃
Well … the shell must break before the bird can fly； and the time drew near for the faithful servant to seek his lord。 My message reached him in time and gladdened him。
I turned then to Clifden's letter。
〃Dear Olesen； you will have forgotten me； and feeling sure of this I should scarcely have intruded a letter into your busy life were it not that I remember your good…nature as a thing unforgettable though so many years have gone by。 I hear of you sometimes when Sleigh comes up the Sind valley； for I often camp at Sonamarg and above the Zoji La and farther。 I want you to give a message to a man you know who should be expecting to hear from me。 Tell him I shall be at the Tashigong Monastery when he reaches Gyumur beyond the Shipki。 Tell him I have the information he wants and I will willingly go on with him to Yarkhand and his destination。 He need not arrange for men beyond Gyumur。 All is fixed。 So sorry to bother you； old man； but I don't know Ormond's address； except that he was with you and has gone up Simla way。 And of course he will be keen to hear the thing is settled。〃
Amazing。 I remembered the message I had heard and this man's words rang true and kindly； but what could it mean？ I really did not question farther than this for now I could not doubt that I was guided。 Stronger hands than mine had me in charge； and it only remained for me to set forth in confidence and joy to an end that as yet I could not discern。 I turned my face gladly to the wonder of the mountains。
Gladly … but with a reservation。 I was leaving a friend and one whom I dimly felt might one day be more than a friend … Brynhild Ingmar。 That problem must be met before I could take my way。 I thought much of what might be said at parting。 True； she had the deepest attraction for me； but true also that I now beheld a quest stretching out into the unknown which I must accept in the spirit of the knight errant。 Dare I then bind my heart to any allegiance which would pledge me to a future inconsistent with what lay before me？ How could I tell what she might think of the things which to me were now real and external … the revelation of the only reality that underlies all the seeming。 Life can never be the same for the man who has penetrated to this； and though it may seem a hard saying there can be but a maimed understanding between him and those who still walk amid the phantoms of death and decay。
Her sympathy with nature was deep and wonderful but might it not be that though the earth was eloquent to her the skies were silent？ I was but a beginner myself … I knew little indeed。 Dare I risk that little in a sweet companionship which would sink me into the contentment of the life lived by the happily deluded between the cradle and the grave and perhaps close to me for ever that still sphere where my highest hope abides？ I had much to ponder； for how could I lose her out of my life … though I knew not at all whether she who had so much to make her happiness would give me a single thought when I was gone。
If all this seem the very uttermost of selfish vanity； forgive a man who grasped in his hand a treasure so new； so wonderful that he walked in fear and doubt lest it should slip away and leave him in a world darkened for ever by the torment of the knowledge that it might have been his and he had bartered it for the mess of pottage that has bought so many birthrights since Jacob bargained with his weary brother in the tents of Lahai…roi。 I thought I would come back later with my prize gained and throwing it at her feet ask her wisdom in return； for whatever I might not know I knew well she was wiser than I except in that one shining of the light from Eleusis。 I walked alone in the woods thinking of these things and no answer satisfied me。
I did not see her alone until the day I left； for I was compelled by the arrangements I was making to go down to Simla for a night。 And now the last morning had come with golden sun … shot mists rolling upward to disclose the far white billows of the sea of eternity； the mountains awaking to their enormous joys。 The trees were dripping glory to the steaming earth； it flowed like rivers into their most secret recesses； moss and flower； fern and leaf floated upon the waves of light revealing their inmost soul in triumphant gladness。 Far off across the valleys a cuckoo was calling … the very voice of spring； and in the green world above my head a bird sang； a feathered joy； so clear； so passionate that I thought the great summer morning listened in silence to his rapture ringing through the woods。 I waited until the Jubilate was ended and then went in to bid good…bye to my friends。
Mrs。 Ingmar bid me the kindest farewell and I left her serene in the negation of all beauty； all hope save that of a world run on the lines of a model municipality； disease a memory； sewerage； light and air systems perfected； the charted brain sending its costless messages to the outer parts of the habitable globe； and at least a hundred years of life with a decent cremation at the end of it assured to every eugenically born citizen。 No more。 But I have long ceased to regret that others use their own eyes whether clear or dim。 Better the merest glimmer of light perceived thus than the hearsay of the revelations of others。 And by the broken fragments of a bewildered hope a man shall eventually reach the goal and rejoice in that dawn where the morning stars sing together and the sons of God shout for joy。 It must come； for it is already here。
Brynhild walked with me through the long glades in the fresh thin air to the bridle road where my men and ponies waited； eager to be off。 We stood at last in the fringe of trees on a small height which commanded the way； … a high uplifted path cut along the shoulders of the hills and on the left the sheer drop of the valleys。 Perhaps seven or eight feet in width and dignified by the name of the Great Hindustan and Tibet Road it ran winding far away into Wonderland。 Looking down into the valleys； so far beneath that the solitudes seem to wall them in I thought of all the strange caravans which have taken this way with tinkle of bells and laughter now so long silenced； and as I looked I saw a lost little monastery in a giant crevice； solitary as a planet on the outermost ring of the system； and remembrance flashed into my mind and I said；
〃I have marching orders that have countermanded my own plans。 I am to journey to the Buddhist Monastery of Tashigong； and there meet a friend who will tell me what is necessary that I may travel to Yarkhand and beyond。 It will be long before I see Kashmir。〃
In those crystal clear eyes I saw a something new to me … a faint smile； half pitying； half sad；
〃Who told you； and where？〃
〃A girl in a strange place。 A woman who has twice guided me …〃
I broke off。 Her smile perplexed me。 I could not tell what to say。 She repeated in a soft undertone；
〃Great Lady； be pitiful to the blind eyes and give them light。〃
And instantly I knew。 0 blind … blind！ Was the unhappy King of the story duller of heart than I？ And shame possessed me。 Here was the chrysoberyl that all day hides its secret in deeps of lucid green but when the night comes flames with its fiery ecstasy of crimson to the moon； and I … I had been complacently considering whether I might not blunt my own spiritual instinct by companionship with her； while she had been my guide； as infinitely beyond me in insight as she was in all things beautiful。 I could have kissed her feet in my deep repentance。 True it is that the gateway of the high places is reverence and he who cannot bow his head shall receive no crown。 I saw that my long travel in search of knowledge would have been utterly vain if I had not learnt that lesson there and then。 In those moments of silence I learnt it once and for ever。
She stood by me breathing the liquid morning air； her face turned upon the eternal snows。 I caught her hand in a recognition that might have ended years of parting； and its warm youth vibrated in mine； the foretaste of all understanding； all unions； of love that asks nothing； that fears nothing； that has no petition to make。 She raised her eyes to mine and her tears were a rainbow of hope。 So we stood in silence that was more than any words； and the golden moments went by。 I knew her now for what she was； one of whom it might have been written；
〃I come from where night falls clearer Than your morning sun can rise； From an earth that to heaven draws nearer Than your visions of Paradise；… For the dreams that your dreamers dream We behold them with open eyes。〃
With open eyes！ Later I asked the nature of the strange bond that had called her to my side。
〃I do not understand that fully myself；〃 she said … 〃That is part of the knowledge we must wait for。 But you have the eyes that see； and that is a tie nothing can break。 I had waited long in the House of Beauty for you。 I guided you there。 But between you and me there is also love。〃
I stretched an eager hand but she repelled it gently； drawing back a little。 〃Not love of each other though we are friends and in the f