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between.
Moreover, he took to astronomical research, for more than once
we saw him standing on the rock at night studying the heavens. On
one of these occasions, when he had the two metal plates, of
which I have spoken, in his hands, I ventured to approach and ask
what he did. He replied that he was checking his calculations
that he found to be quite correct, an exact period of two hundred
and fifty thousand years having gone by since he laid himself
down to sleep. Then, by aid of the plates, he pointed out to me
certain alterations that had happened during that period in the
positions of some of the stars.
For instance, he showed me one which, by help of my glasses, I
recognised as Sirius, and remarked that two hundred and fifty
thousand years ago it was further away and much smaller. Now it
was precisely in the place and of the size which he had
predicted, and he pointed to it on his prophetic map. Again he
indicated a star that the night-glass told me was Capella, which,
I suppose, is one of the most brilliant stars in the sky, and
showed me that on the map he had made two hundred and fifty
thousand years ago, it did not exist, as then it was too far
north to appear thereon. Still, he observed, the passage of this
vast period of time had produced but little effect upon the face
of the heavens. To the human eye the majority of the stars had
not moved so very far.
"And yet they travel fast, O Humphrey," he said. "Consider then
how great is their journey between the time they gather and that
day when, worn-out, once more they melt to vaporous gas. You
think me long-lived who compared to them exist but a tiny
fraction of a second, nearly all of which I have been doomed to
pass in sleep. And, Humphrey, I desire to live--I, who have great
plans and would shake the world. But my day draws in; a few brief
centuries and I shall be gone, and--whither, whither?"
"If you lived as long as those stars, the end would be the
same, Oro."
"Yes, but the life of the stars is very long, millions of
millions of years; also, after death, they reform, as other
stars. But shall I reform as another Oro? With all my wisdom, I
do not know. It is known to Fate only--Fate-the master of worlds
and men and the gods they worship--Fate, whom it may please to
spill my gathered knowledge, to be lost in the sands of Time."
"It seems that you are great," I said, "and have lived long and
learned much. Yet the end of it is that your lot is neither worse
nor better than that of us creatures of an hour."
"It is so, Humphrey. Presently you will die, and within a few
centuries I shall die also and be as you are. You believe that
you will live again eternally. It may be so because you do
believe, since Fate allows Faith to shape the future, if only for
a little while. But in me Wisdom has destroyed Faith and
therefore I must die. Even if I sleep again for tens of thousands
of years, what will it help me, seeing that sleep is
unconsciousness and that I shall only wake again to die, since
sleep does not restore to us our youth?"
He ceased, and walked up and down the rock with a troubled
mien. Then he stood in front of me and said in a triumphant
voice:
"At least, while I live I will rule, and then let come what may
come. I know that you do not believe, and the first victory of
this new day of mine shall be to make you believe. I have great
powers and you shall see them at work, and afterwards, if things
go right, rule with me for a little while, perhaps, as the first
of my subjects. Hearken now; in one small matter my calculations,
made so long ago, have gone wrong. They showed me that at this
time a day of earthquakes, such as those that again and again
have rocked and split the world, would recur. But now it seems
that there is an error, a tiny error of eleven hundred years,
which must go by before those earthquakes come."
"Are you sure," I suggested humbly, "that there is not also an
error in those star-maps you hold?"
"I am sure, Humphrey. Some day, who knows? You may return to
your world of modern men who, I gather, have knowledge of the
great science of astronomy. Take now these maps with which I have
done, and submit them to the most learned of those men, and let
them tell you whether I was right or wrong in what I wrote upon
this metal two hundred and fifty thousand years ago. Whatever
else is false, at least the stars in their motions can never
die."
Then he handed me the maps and was gone. I have them today, and
if ever this book is published, they will appear with it, that
those who are qualified may judge of them and of the truth or
otherwise of Oro's words.
From that night forward for quite a long time I saw Oro no
more. Nor indeed did any of us, since for some reason of his own
he forbade us to visit the under ground city of Nyo. Oddly
enough, however, he commanded Yva to bring down the spaniel,
Tommy, to be with him from time to time. When I asked her why,
she said it was because he was lonely and desired the dog's
companionship. It seemed to us very strange that this super-man,
who had the wisdom of ten Solomons gathered in one within his
breast, should yet desire the company of a little dog. What then
was the worth of learning and long life, or, indeed, of anything?
Well, Solomon himself asked the question ages since, and could
give no answer save that all is vanity.
I noted about this time that Yva began to grow very sad and
troubled; indeed, looking at her suddenly on two or three
occasions, I saw that her beautiful eyes were aswim with tears.
Also, I noted that always as she grew sadder she became, in a
sense, more human. In the beginning she was, as it were, far
away. One could never forget that she was the child of some alien
race whose eyes had looked upon the world when, by comparison,
humanity was young; at times, indeed, she might have been the
denizen of another planet, strayed to earth. Although she never
flaunted it, one felt that her simplest word hid secret wisdom;
that to her books were open in which we could not read. Moreover,
as I have said, occasionally power flamed out of her, power that
was beyond our ken and understanding.
Yet with all this there was nothing elfish about her, nothing
uncanny. She was always kind, and, as we could feel, innately
good and gentle-hearted, just a woman made half-divine by gifts
and experience that others lack. She did not, even make use of
her wondrous beauty to madden men, as she might well have done
had she been so minded. It is true that both Bastin and Bickley
fell in love with her, but that was only because all with whom
she had to do must love her, and then, when she told them that it
might not be, it was in such a fashion that no soreness was left
behind. They went on loving her, that was all, but as men love
their sisters or their daughters; as we conceive that they may
love in that land where there is no marrying or giving in
marriage.
But now, in her sadness, she drew ever nearer to us, and
especially to myself, more in tune with our age and thought. In
truth, save for her royal and glittering loveliness in which
there was some quality which proclaimed her of another blood, and
for that reserve of hidden power which at times would look out of
her eyes or break through her words, she might in most ways have
been some singularly gifted and beautiful modern woman.
The time has come when I must speak of my relations with Yva
and of their climax. As may have been guessed, from the first I
began to love her. While the weeks went on that love grew and
grew, until it utterly possessed me, although for a certain
reason connected with one dead, at first I fought against it. Yet
it did not develop quite in the fashion that might have been
expected. There was no blazing up of passion's fire; rather was
there an ever-increasing glow of the holiest affection, till at
last it became a lamp by which I must guide my feet through life
and death. This love of mine seemed not of earth but from the
stars. As yet I had said nothing to her of it because in some way
I felt that she did not wish me to do so, felt also that she was
well aware of all that passed within my heart, and desired, as it
were, to give it time to ripen there. Then one day there came a
change, and though no glance or touch of Yva's told me so, I knew
that the bars were taken down and that I might speak.
It was a night of full moon. All that afternoon she had been
talking to Bastin apart, I suppose about religion, for I saw that
he had some books in his hand from which he was expounding
something to her in his slow, earnest way. Then she came and sat
with us while we took our evening meal. I remember that mine
consisted of some of the Life-water which she had brought with her
and fruit, for, as I think I have said, I had acquired her
dislike to meat, also that she ate some plantains, throwing the
skins for Tommy to fetch and laughing at his play. When it was
over, Bastin and Bickley went away together, whether by chance or
design I do not know, and she said to me suddenly:
"Humphrey, you have often asked me about the city Pani, of
which a little portion of the ruins remains upon this island, the
rest being buried beneath the waters. If you wish I will show you
where our royal palace was before the barbarians destroyed it
with their airships. The moon is very bright, and by it we can
see."
I nodded, for, knowing what she meant, somehow I could not
answer her, and we began the ascent of the hill. She explained to
me the plan of the palace when we reached the ruins, showing me
where her own apartments had been, and the rest. It was very
strange to hear her quietly telling of buildings which had stood
and of things that had happened over two hundred and fifty
thousand years before, much as any modern lady might do of a
house that had been destroyed a month ago by an earthquake or a
Zeppelin bomb, while she described the details of a disaster
which now frightened her no more. I think it was then that for
the first time I really began to believe that in fact Yva had
lived all those aeons since and been as she still appeared.
We passed from the palace to the ruins of the temple, through
what, as she said, had been a pleasure-garden, pointing out where
a certain avenue of rare palms had grown, down which once it was
her habit to walk in the cool of the day. Or, rather, there were
two terraced temples, one dedicated to Fate like that in the
underground city of Nyo, and the other to Love. Of the temple to
Fate she told me her father had been the High Priest, and of the
temple to Love she was the High Priestess.
Then it was that I understood why she had brought me here.
She led the way to a marble block covered with worn-out carvings
and almost buried in the debris. This, she said, was the altar of
offerings. I asked her what offerings, and she replied with a
smile:
"Only wine, to signify the spirit of life, and flowers to
symbolise its fragrance," and she laid her finger on a cup-like
depression, still apparent in the marble, into which the wine was
poured.
Indeed, I gathered that there was nothing coarse or
bacchanalian about this worship of a prototype of Aphrodite; on
the contrary, that it was more or less spiritual and ethereal. We
sat down on the altar stone. I wondered a little that she should
have done so, but she read my thought, and answered:
"Sometimes we change our faiths, Humphrey, or perhaps they
grow. Also, have I not told you that sacrifices were offered on
this altar?" and she sighed and smiled.
I do not know which was the sweeter, the smile or the sigh.
We looked at the water glimmering in the crater beneath us on
the edge of which we sat. We looked at heaven above in which the
great moon sailed royally. Then we looked into each other's eyes.
"I love you," I said.
"I know it," she answered gently. "You have loved me from the
Moreover, he took to astronomical research, for more than once
we saw him standing on the rock at night studying the heavens. On
one of these occasions, when he had the two metal plates, of
which I have spoken, in his hands, I ventured to approach and ask
what he did. He replied that he was checking his calculations
that he found to be quite correct, an exact period of two hundred
and fifty thousand years having gone by since he laid himself
down to sleep. Then, by aid of the plates, he pointed out to me
certain alterations that had happened during that period in the
positions of some of the stars.
For instance, he showed me one which, by help of my glasses, I
recognised as Sirius, and remarked that two hundred and fifty
thousand years ago it was further away and much smaller. Now it
was precisely in the place and of the size which he had
predicted, and he pointed to it on his prophetic map. Again he
indicated a star that the night-glass told me was Capella, which,
I suppose, is one of the most brilliant stars in the sky, and
showed me that on the map he had made two hundred and fifty
thousand years ago, it did not exist, as then it was too far
north to appear thereon. Still, he observed, the passage of this
vast period of time had produced but little effect upon the face
of the heavens. To the human eye the majority of the stars had
not moved so very far.
"And yet they travel fast, O Humphrey," he said. "Consider then
how great is their journey between the time they gather and that
day when, worn-out, once more they melt to vaporous gas. You
think me long-lived who compared to them exist but a tiny
fraction of a second, nearly all of which I have been doomed to
pass in sleep. And, Humphrey, I desire to live--I, who have great
plans and would shake the world. But my day draws in; a few brief
centuries and I shall be gone, and--whither, whither?"
"If you lived as long as those stars, the end would be the
same, Oro."
"Yes, but the life of the stars is very long, millions of
millions of years; also, after death, they reform, as other
stars. But shall I reform as another Oro? With all my wisdom, I
do not know. It is known to Fate only--Fate-the master of worlds
and men and the gods they worship--Fate, whom it may please to
spill my gathered knowledge, to be lost in the sands of Time."
"It seems that you are great," I said, "and have lived long and
learned much. Yet the end of it is that your lot is neither worse
nor better than that of us creatures of an hour."
"It is so, Humphrey. Presently you will die, and within a few
centuries I shall die also and be as you are. You believe that
you will live again eternally. It may be so because you do
believe, since Fate allows Faith to shape the future, if only for
a little while. But in me Wisdom has destroyed Faith and
therefore I must die. Even if I sleep again for tens of thousands
of years, what will it help me, seeing that sleep is
unconsciousness and that I shall only wake again to die, since
sleep does not restore to us our youth?"
He ceased, and walked up and down the rock with a troubled
mien. Then he stood in front of me and said in a triumphant
voice:
"At least, while I live I will rule, and then let come what may
come. I know that you do not believe, and the first victory of
this new day of mine shall be to make you believe. I have great
powers and you shall see them at work, and afterwards, if things
go right, rule with me for a little while, perhaps, as the first
of my subjects. Hearken now; in one small matter my calculations,
made so long ago, have gone wrong. They showed me that at this
time a day of earthquakes, such as those that again and again
have rocked and split the world, would recur. But now it seems
that there is an error, a tiny error of eleven hundred years,
which must go by before those earthquakes come."
"Are you sure," I suggested humbly, "that there is not also an
error in those star-maps you hold?"
"I am sure, Humphrey. Some day, who knows? You may return to
your world of modern men who, I gather, have knowledge of the
great science of astronomy. Take now these maps with which I have
done, and submit them to the most learned of those men, and let
them tell you whether I was right or wrong in what I wrote upon
this metal two hundred and fifty thousand years ago. Whatever
else is false, at least the stars in their motions can never
die."
Then he handed me the maps and was gone. I have them today, and
if ever this book is published, they will appear with it, that
those who are qualified may judge of them and of the truth or
otherwise of Oro's words.
From that night forward for quite a long time I saw Oro no
more. Nor indeed did any of us, since for some reason of his own
he forbade us to visit the under ground city of Nyo. Oddly
enough, however, he commanded Yva to bring down the spaniel,
Tommy, to be with him from time to time. When I asked her why,
she said it was because he was lonely and desired the dog's
companionship. It seemed to us very strange that this super-man,
who had the wisdom of ten Solomons gathered in one within his
breast, should yet desire the company of a little dog. What then
was the worth of learning and long life, or, indeed, of anything?
Well, Solomon himself asked the question ages since, and could
give no answer save that all is vanity.
I noted about this time that Yva began to grow very sad and
troubled; indeed, looking at her suddenly on two or three
occasions, I saw that her beautiful eyes were aswim with tears.
Also, I noted that always as she grew sadder she became, in a
sense, more human. In the beginning she was, as it were, far
away. One could never forget that she was the child of some alien
race whose eyes had looked upon the world when, by comparison,
humanity was young; at times, indeed, she might have been the
denizen of another planet, strayed to earth. Although she never
flaunted it, one felt that her simplest word hid secret wisdom;
that to her books were open in which we could not read. Moreover,
as I have said, occasionally power flamed out of her, power that
was beyond our ken and understanding.
Yet with all this there was nothing elfish about her, nothing
uncanny. She was always kind, and, as we could feel, innately
good and gentle-hearted, just a woman made half-divine by gifts
and experience that others lack. She did not, even make use of
her wondrous beauty to madden men, as she might well have done
had she been so minded. It is true that both Bastin and Bickley
fell in love with her, but that was only because all with whom
she had to do must love her, and then, when she told them that it
might not be, it was in such a fashion that no soreness was left
behind. They went on loving her, that was all, but as men love
their sisters or their daughters; as we conceive that they may
love in that land where there is no marrying or giving in
marriage.
But now, in her sadness, she drew ever nearer to us, and
especially to myself, more in tune with our age and thought. In
truth, save for her royal and glittering loveliness in which
there was some quality which proclaimed her of another blood, and
for that reserve of hidden power which at times would look out of
her eyes or break through her words, she might in most ways have
been some singularly gifted and beautiful modern woman.
The time has come when I must speak of my relations with Yva
and of their climax. As may have been guessed, from the first I
began to love her. While the weeks went on that love grew and
grew, until it utterly possessed me, although for a certain
reason connected with one dead, at first I fought against it. Yet
it did not develop quite in the fashion that might have been
expected. There was no blazing up of passion's fire; rather was
there an ever-increasing glow of the holiest affection, till at
last it became a lamp by which I must guide my feet through life
and death. This love of mine seemed not of earth but from the
stars. As yet I had said nothing to her of it because in some way
I felt that she did not wish me to do so, felt also that she was
well aware of all that passed within my heart, and desired, as it
were, to give it time to ripen there. Then one day there came a
change, and though no glance or touch of Yva's told me so, I knew
that the bars were taken down and that I might speak.
It was a night of full moon. All that afternoon she had been
talking to Bastin apart, I suppose about religion, for I saw that
he had some books in his hand from which he was expounding
something to her in his slow, earnest way. Then she came and sat
with us while we took our evening meal. I remember that mine
consisted of some of the Life-water which she had brought with her
and fruit, for, as I think I have said, I had acquired her
dislike to meat, also that she ate some plantains, throwing the
skins for Tommy to fetch and laughing at his play. When it was
over, Bastin and Bickley went away together, whether by chance or
design I do not know, and she said to me suddenly:
"Humphrey, you have often asked me about the city Pani, of
which a little portion of the ruins remains upon this island, the
rest being buried beneath the waters. If you wish I will show you
where our royal palace was before the barbarians destroyed it
with their airships. The moon is very bright, and by it we can
see."
I nodded, for, knowing what she meant, somehow I could not
answer her, and we began the ascent of the hill. She explained to
me the plan of the palace when we reached the ruins, showing me
where her own apartments had been, and the rest. It was very
strange to hear her quietly telling of buildings which had stood
and of things that had happened over two hundred and fifty
thousand years before, much as any modern lady might do of a
house that had been destroyed a month ago by an earthquake or a
Zeppelin bomb, while she described the details of a disaster
which now frightened her no more. I think it was then that for
the first time I really began to believe that in fact Yva had
lived all those aeons since and been as she still appeared.
We passed from the palace to the ruins of the temple, through
what, as she said, had been a pleasure-garden, pointing out where
a certain avenue of rare palms had grown, down which once it was
her habit to walk in the cool of the day. Or, rather, there were
two terraced temples, one dedicated to Fate like that in the
underground city of Nyo, and the other to Love. Of the temple to
Fate she told me her father had been the High Priest, and of the
temple to Love she was the High Priestess.
Then it was that I understood why she had brought me here.
She led the way to a marble block covered with worn-out carvings
and almost buried in the debris. This, she said, was the altar of
offerings. I asked her what offerings, and she replied with a
smile:
"Only wine, to signify the spirit of life, and flowers to
symbolise its fragrance," and she laid her finger on a cup-like
depression, still apparent in the marble, into which the wine was
poured.
Indeed, I gathered that there was nothing coarse or
bacchanalian about this worship of a prototype of Aphrodite; on
the contrary, that it was more or less spiritual and ethereal. We
sat down on the altar stone. I wondered a little that she should
have done so, but she read my thought, and answered:
"Sometimes we change our faiths, Humphrey, or perhaps they
grow. Also, have I not told you that sacrifices were offered on
this altar?" and she sighed and smiled.
I do not know which was the sweeter, the smile or the sigh.
We looked at the water glimmering in the crater beneath us on
the edge of which we sat. We looked at heaven above in which the
great moon sailed royally. Then we looked into each other's eyes.
"I love you," I said.
"I know it," she answered gently. "You have loved me from the
- research [ri´sə:tʃ]
n.&vi.调查；探究；研究 (初中英语单词) - standing [´stændiŋ] n.持续 a.直立的 (初中英语单词)
- spoken [´spəukən] speak的过去分词 (初中英语单词)
- pointed [´pɔintid] a.尖(锐)的；中肯的 (初中英语单词)
- instance [´instəns] n.例子，实例，例证 (初中英语单词)
- brilliant [´briliənt] a.灿烂的；杰出的 (初中英语单词)
- reform [ri´fɔ:m] v.&n.改革；改良；革除 (初中英语单词)
- wisdom [´wizdəm] n.智慧，聪明，才智 (初中英语单词)
- presently [´prezəntli] ad.不久；目前 (初中英语单词)
- restore [ri´stɔ:] vt.(使)恢复；修复 (初中英语单词)
- victory [´viktəri] n.胜利，战胜 (初中英语单词)
- submit [səb´mit] vt.使服从；使忍受 (初中英语单词)
- lonely [´ləunli] a.孤独的；无人烟的 (初中英语单词)
- learning [´lə:niŋ] n.学习；学问；知识 (初中英语单词)
- beginning [bi´giniŋ] n.开始，开端；起源 (初中英语单词)
- planet [´plænit] n.行星 (初中英语单词)
- occasionally [ə´keiʒənəli] ad.偶然地；非经常地 (初中英语单词)
- conceive [kən´si:v] v.设想；表达；怀孕 (初中英语单词)
- hidden [´hid(ə)n] hide 的过去分词 (初中英语单词)
- affection [ə´fekʃən] n.友爱；慈爱 (初中英语单词)
- earnest [´ə:nist] a.认真的 n.认真；诚恳 (初中英语单词)
- portion [´pɔ:ʃən] n.嫁妆；命运 vt.分配 (初中英语单词)
- knowing [´nəuiŋ] a.会意的，心照不宣的 (初中英语单词)
- temple [´tempəl] n.庙宇；寺院；太阳穴 (初中英语单词)
- priest [pri:st] n.教士；牧师；神父 (初中英语单词)
- marble [´mɑ:bəl] n.大理石 a.大理石的 (初中英语单词)
- apparent [ə´pærənt] a.显然的；表面上的 (初中英语单词)
- coarse [kɔ:s] a.粗(糙)的；粗鲁的 (初中英语单词)
- worship [´wə:ʃip] n.&v.崇拜；敬仰 (初中英语单词)
- contrary [´kɔntrəri] a.相反的 n.相反 (初中英语单词)
- spiritual [´spiritʃuəl] a.精神(上)的；神圣的 (初中英语单词)
- gently [´dʒentli] ad.温和地；静静地 (初中英语单词)
- precisely [pri´saisli] ad.精确地；刻板地 (高中英语单词)
- seeing [si:iŋ] see的现在分词 n.视觉 (高中英语单词)
- learned [´lə:nid] a.有学问的，博学的 (高中英语单词)
- solomon [´sɔləmən] n.所罗门 (高中英语单词)
- loving [´lʌviŋ] a.爱的，有爱情的 (高中英语单词)
- sadness [´sædnis] n.悲哀；悲痛；凄惨 (高中英语单词)
- climax [´klaimæks] n.顶点；高潮 (高中英语单词)
- ascent [ə´sent] n.上升；攀登；上坡路 (高中英语单词)
- earthquake [´ə:θkweik] n.地震；大变动 (高中英语单词)
- signify [´signifai] vt.表示 vi.有重要性 (高中英语单词)
- hearken [´hɑ:kən] vi.听 (英语四级单词)
- humbly [´hʌmbli] ad.恭顺地，谦卑地 (英语四级单词)
- astronomy [ə´strɔnəmi] n.天文学 (英语四级单词)
- forbade [fə´beid] forbid的过去式 (英语四级单词)
- wondrous [´wʌndrəs] a.极好的 ad.惊人地 (英语四级单词)
- loveliness [´lʌvlinis] n.美丽，可爱 (英语四级单词)
- gifted [´giftid] a.有天赋的，有才华的 (英语四级单词)
- prophetic [prə´fetik] a.预言(家)的；预示的 (英语六级单词)
- eternally [i:´tə:nli] ad.永久地；不朽地 (英语六级单词)
- madden [´mædən] vt.使发狂；使大怒 (英语六级单词)
- minded [´maindid] a.有...心的 (英语六级单词)
- ethereal [i´θiəriəl] a.飘渺的；稀薄的 (英语六级单词)
- crater [´kreitə] n.火山口；弹坑 (英语六级单词)
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