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-
-                              THE OVERMAN
-
-
-
-
-BY THE SAME AUTHOR
-
-                        The Industrial Republic
-                               The Jungle
-                               King Midas
-                                Manassas
-                              Prince Hagen
-                     The Journal of Arthur Stirling
-
-[Illustration: “‘I HAD STEPPED OUT UPON THE SUMMIT, AND STOOD TRANSFIXED
-WITH THE GLORY OF AN ENDLESS VISION OF DAWN’”]
-
-
-
-
-                              The Overman
-
-
-                                   By
-                             UPTON SINCLAIR
-
-                          _WITH FRONTISPIECE_
-
-[Illustration]
-
-                                New York
-                       Doubleday, Page & Company
-                                  1907
-
-
-
-
-                   COPYRIGHT, 1906, BY UPTON SINCLAIR
-
-                          COPYRIGHT, 1907, BY
-                       DOUBLEDAY, PAGE & COMPANY
-                       PUBLISHED, SEPTEMBER, 1907
-
-ALL RIGHTS RESERVED, INCLUDING THAT OF TRANSLATION INTO FOREIGN
-LANGUAGES, INCLUDING THE SCANDINAVIAN
-
-
-
-
-                              THE OVERMAN
-
-
-
-
-                             _The Overman_
-
-
-This is the story of Edward ——, as he told it to me only a few days
-before he died; he told it as he lay half paralysed, and knowing that
-the hand of death was upon him.
-
-
-I am by profession a scientist. My story goes back some fifty years,
-when I was a student. I had one brother, Daniel, five years younger than
-myself, a musician of extraordinary promise. We lived abroad together
-for a number of years, each pursuing his own work. About my brother,
-suffice it to say that music to him was everything—love and friendship,
-ambition and life. He was a man without a stain, whose lower nature had
-been burned out by the flame of art. I think the one tie that bound him
-to the world was myself.
-
-When Daniel was about twenty-three years of age, his health weakened,
-and a long sea voyage was decided upon. I could not go with him, so for
-the first time we parted; and it was twenty years after that before I
-ever heard of him again.
-
-It was believed that the ship had been wrecked in the South Seas; and I
-had given him up for dead many years, when it chanced that, as a man
-advanced in life, I was travelling as a naturalist in Ceylon, and met an
-old sailor who had been with my brother, and who told me a strange
-story—how one boat containing five men, including Daniel, had outlived
-the storm and landed upon an uninhabited island; how, after remaining
-there for several months, they had made up their minds to risk a voyage
-in their frail craft; and how my brother alone had refused, declaring
-his intention to remain by himself, with his violin and the few effects
-that he had saved.
-
-How this affected me anyone can imagine. The tale was obviously a true
-one, and I chanced to have means; and so, getting the best idea I could
-of the island’s location, I purchased a yacht outright and prepared to
-make a search.
-
-The events immediately following bear only indirectly upon my story, and
-so I pass over them swiftly. We had been at sea for some three weeks,
-and were in the locality we sought, and watching day and night for some
-sign of the island, when late one evening the native captain of the
-vessel came to my cabin, trembling and pale with fright, to tell me that
-the crew had mutinied and were about to murder me. I rushed to my chest
-for my revolvers, only to find that every cartridge was gone; and the
-other’s weapon proved to be in the same plight. In this desperate
-situation the latter suggested what seemed to be the only possible
-expedient—that we should make our escape from the vessel in the
-darkness, and trust to gaining the land. While he crept out to provision
-and lower a boat, I barricaded the cabin-door and waited; and upon
-hearing the whistle agreed on, I ran to a port-hole, and seeing the
-boat, slid into it. An instant later the rope was cut, and I got one
-glance at the leering countenance of my betrayer, before the ship sped
-on and all was darkness. I was alone!
-
-
-The emotions of that night I do not like to recall. Life was still dear
-to me. It was only when morning came that I lifted my head again and
-recovered my self-possession.
-
-There was no land in sight—I was tossing upon a waste of water, and
-already beginning to feel the first cravings of the fearful thirst that
-I knew must come. But by a strange instinct I still clung to my life;
-and soon a storm arose, and as the waves began to speed my frail boat
-along, it rose upon one of them, and I suddenly caught sight of a faint
-streak of land. I seized the oars and set to work to race for my life. I
-was not used to the effort, and it took all my strength to keep the
-craft headed aright, while the sea bore it on to its goal; I fought
-desperately through the whole day, coming nearer and nearer to my hope,
-but expecting every instant to be my last, and almost fainting with
-exhaustion. Finally I came to the very edge of the breakers—and then, in
-spite of all that I could do, the boat was seized by a wave and whirled
-around.
-
-I saw before me a long line of bright green forest; and, standing upon
-the beach in front of me, a single figure—a man—motionless and watching.
-That moment a breaker smote my little craft, and I was flung into the
-boiling sea.
-
-I did not know how to swim. I clutched at the boat and missed it, and
-after that I recall only an instant or two of frantic struggling and
-choking. When next I opened my eyes, I lay upon the shore, with a man
-bending over me; and upon my dazed faculties was borne in the startling
-truth that the man was my brother.
-
-
-It would have been long before I recognised him but that he was calling
-me by name. A creature more changed no man could imagine. Gaunt,
-hollow-eyed, and wild in appearance, he was scarcely the shadow of his
-former self; he was clad in a rough garment of fur, barefooted and
-barearmed, and with long, tangled hair. But what most struck me—what
-struck me the instant I opened my eyes, and what never ceased to strike
-me after that—was the strange, haunted look of his whole countenance;
-his eyes, swift and restless, shone from beneath the shadow of his brows
-like those of some forest animal.
-
-For the first few dazed minutes I thought of what I had read of men who
-had gone mad, or had reverted to the beast, under such circumstances as
-these. Yet nothing could exceed the tenderness of my brother’s voice and
-manner to me; he bent over me with a gourd full of milk, which he helped
-me to drink, and he dried my face and brushed back the hair from my
-forehead, whispering to me as one might to a sick child.
-
-I can remember the very words of our conversation at that strange
-moment, so keenly did every circumstance impress me. I answered him
-faintly when he asked me how I did, and he pressed my hand. “You were
-seeking for me, brother?” he asked.
-
-“I was,” I said.
-
-“I sometimes thought that you might,” he exclaimed. “Alas! Alas!”
-
-I had been overwhelmed with joy as the truth dawned upon me—the truth
-that I had found him. I had forgotten our mutual plight. “Never mind,” I
-whispered. “We may get away somehow; and at least we can be together.”
-
-He answered nothing, but helped me lift my head.
-
-“How came you alone in that boat?” he asked.
-
-“It is a long story,” I replied, shuddering as I gazed at the waves that
-were thundering on the beach before us. “I will tell it later.”
-
-“You have been long upon the water?”
-
-“Only since last night,” I said; and then gazing about me suddenly, I
-cried: “And you—you have been here all these years!”
-
-“All these years,” he answered.
-
-“And alone?”
-
-“Alone.”
-
-I trembled as I gazed into his face; his eyes seemed fairly to burn.
-
-“How have you borne it?” I cried. “What have you done?”
-
-His answer made me start. “I have done very well,” he said; “I have not
-been unhappy.”
-
-The words seemed strange to me—but his voice was stranger yet. Surely
-there were signs enough of unhappiness upon his face!
-
-He seemed to read my thoughts. “Do not worry,” he went on, pressing his
-hand in mine; “I will tell you all about it later.”
-
-But my mind could not be turned away so easily. When I felt stronger and
-sat up, I came back to the question, gazing at his haggard face and the
-strange costume he wore.
-
-“You can make no better clothing?” I cried; “and for food—what do you
-do?”
-
-“I have all the food that I can eat,” was the response, “and everything
-else that I need. You shall see.”
-
-“But have you seen _no_ one?” I persisted—“no ships, in all this time?”
-
-“I have not wished to see any,” he said; and then he smiled gently as he
-saw my stare of amazement. “I have not wished for anything,” he said
-gently; “I have a home, as you shall see, and I have never needed
-company. Have you forgotten how it used to be, dear brother?”
-
-It took me a long time to understand his words. I was still gazing at
-him helplessly. “And you mean,” I cried—“you mean that you still—you
-still live in your music?”
-
-“Yes,” he said, “I mean that.”
-
-I was sitting upright and gripping his arm tightly. “And for twenty
-years!” I gasped.
-
-“Twenty thousand years would be all too little for music,” was the
-reply.
-
-I sank back, and he wrapped his arms about me. “Dear brother,” he said,
-smiling, “let us not go into that just now. Wait until to-morrow, at the
-least. Perhaps I can help you now, and we can walk.”
-
-We had not far to go, and with his help I managed the task. Back from
-the shore rose a high cliff, and a cavern in this was evidently his
-home. At one side there was a pen, in which were three or four captive
-goats; and upon the grassy lawn in front was a rough seat. With the
-exception of a fireplace, and a path he had cut through the thicket,
-there were no other signs that the place was inhabited.
-
-I sank down upon the grass, and he brought me fresh water and fruits,
-and cooked rice, which I ate hungrily. Then, when I was stronger, I got
-up and began to examine his home.
-
-The cave was the size of a large room; it was dry, but bare of all
-furniture except a table and a roughly made chair and bed. My brother’s
-possessions consisted mainly of a few objects (notably some tools) which
-he and the sailors had been able to recover from the wreck of the ship.
-There were a few skins which served him as bags in which to keep his
-provisions; his bowls and dishes were gourds and the shells of turtles.
-He was without artificial light, and he had only a few quires of
-writing-paper from the ship-captain’s portfolio. For the rest, a violin
-without strings, and a bow without hairs, made up a list of the
-possessions so far as I could make them out. And it was upon the
-strength of these that he had said to me: “I have everything that I
-need!”
-
-With rest and food my strength returned, and before long my mind was
-altogether occupied with my brother.
-
-First of all, of course, my thought was of his home—of his surroundings
-and his ways. I rummaged about his cavern, wondering at his
-makeshifts—or rather, at his lack of them.
-
-“You have no lamp?” I cried. “But, Daniel, the wax-plant grows in this
-climate. Or you might use tallow or oil.”
-
-“Dear brother,” he answered, “you forget that I have no books to read.
-And the few things that need light—cannot I just as well do them by
-day?”
-
-“But, then, the long nights—you sleep?”
-
-“No,” said he gently, “I do not sleep”; and later, with his strange
-smile, he added: “I live.”
-
-“You live!” I echoed in perplexity; and then I stopped, catching the
-quiet, steady gaze of his eyes.
-
-“Just so,” he said, “I live. I had never lived before.”
-
-Most of all, I think, I was perplexed at the sight of his violin. From
-what I had seen of his youthful life, I could have imagined him spending
-all day and all night with that; but here it hung, useless as a stick of
-wood.
-
-“You could have made strings for it,” I said. “I can make them for you.”
-
-“But they would be of no use to me,” he answered.
-
-“And all your music—you have given it up?”
-
-“The music I have to do with,” he said, “has long ceased to be music
-that anyone could play.”
-
-“But, Daniel!” I protested.
-
-“Listen to me,” he said. “Have you never read that Beethoven never heard
-some of his greatest symphonies? Do you not understand how a musician
-can comprehend music from a score? And from that, how he can create it
-in his own mind and enjoy it, without ever writing it down or hearing
-it?”
-
-“Then,” I said, almost speechless with wonder; “then you compose music
-in your mind?”
-
-“No,” he said. “I _live_ music in my soul.”
-
-These things were on the day of my rescue, after I had recovered from my
-exhaustion. The words which he spoke I no more comprehended than if I
-had been a child; but the strangeness of the thing haunted my soul, and
-my questioning and arguing never ceased. All of this he bore with a
-gentle patience.
-
-I had my youthful recollections of Robinson Crusoe; and as a man of
-science, I could naturally not spend two minutes conversing with Daniel
-and examining his affairs without thinking some new device by which he
-could have made his lot more tolerable. I could as yet hardly realise
-that it was to be my own fate to live upon the deserted island for ever;
-all my thoughts were of what I should have done had I been in his place.
-He had no weapons, no traps, no gardens, no house—and so on. “But,
-Edward,” he would say again and again, “do you not understand? Once
-more—I have no _time_ for such things.”
-
-“Time! _Time!_” I would cry. “But what _else_ have you? What have you to
-_do?_”
-
-“I have my life to live,” was the invariable response; “I have no time
-for anything else.”
-
-We were sitting that afternoon beneath the shade of a great forest-tree
-before the cavern. Suddenly, seeing again the dazed look upon my face,
-he put his arm about me.
-
-“Listen to me, dear brother,” he said, smiling. “You remember Diogenes,
-who lived in a tub? That was in order that he might have to call no man
-master, and no thing—least of all his own body. And can you not see that
-a man’s own soul is his soul just the same, whether he be on a desert
-island or in the midst of a city of millions? And that mind, emotion,
-will—he has the life of his soul to live?”
-
-I sat surprised into silence; then suddenly I felt Daniel’s arm tighten
-about me. “Ah, my dear brother,” he said, his voice lowering, “it will
-be so hard! Do you think I have not realised it—how hard, _hard_ it will
-be?”
-
-“What will be hard?” I asked.
-
-“Your life—everything you have to face,” he answered. “How can you not
-see it—do you not see that _you_ have to live upon this island, too?”
-
-“I have not thought of it much,” I said. “I have been thinking of you.”
-
-“I know it,” he replied; “but I do not see how you are to bear it. I saw
-it all while I watched you sweep in with the boat—I saw all the pain and
-all the sorrow, and it was long before I made up my mind that it was not
-best to let you die.” I started, but he held me tight.
-
-“Yes,” he said, “and I fear that I chose wrongly. Is it not strange that
-a man who has seen what I have seen should still be bound by such
-chains—that what I knew would be best, I could not do, simply because
-you were my brother?”
-
-He must have felt my heart beating faster. “Listen to me,” he went on
-quickly, but still with his frightful quietness. “Listen to me while I
-try to tell you—what I can hardly bear to tell you. All the tragedy of
-being is summed up in such a situation as this of ours; I am as helpless
-before it as you are—both of us are as helpless as children.”
-
-I gazed at him again, and suddenly he caught me with the wild look of
-his eyes. He had no need to hold me with his hand.
-
-“Brother,” he said, “you must think this out for yourself, as you can: I
-cannot explain it to you—cannot explain anything about it. Suffice it to
-say that for twenty years I have lived here, and that I have fought a
-fight which no man has ever fought before, and seen what I believe no
-man has ever seen. Knowing you as I do, I know that you can by no
-possibility ever follow me. It is as if I had found the fourth dimension
-of space; it is as if I dwelt in a house through the walls of which you
-walked without seeing them. How you are to bear your life here, my dear,
-dear brother, I do not know; but the truth is merciless, and you must
-face it—you will have to live on this island all your days, I am sure;
-and you will have to live here _alone_!”
-
-A sudden shudder passed through me. “Daniel!” I gasped; it seemed to me
-that his eyes were on fire. “You mean, I suppose, that you are going
-away to some other part of the place—to another island?”
-
-“Whether I go to another place or not, what matters that? No, I shall
-not, I think; and rest assured that, whatever I do, I love you, my heart
-yearns for you, and all my tenderness and love are yours; but also that
-though you were with me, and held me in your arms four-and-twenty hours
-a day—yet all the time you would be alone.”
-
-I could find no word to say—I could scarcely think.
-
-“The pain of it,” he went on, still quietly, still tenderly, “is that I
-cannot explain it to anyone, that I cannot explain it to myself; that
-there are no words for it, nothing but the thing. The only explanation I
-can give is that I am become a madman, and that you must accept the
-fact. For the thing I do I can no more help doing than I could help the
-beating of my heart. All the world of love that I might bear to you, or
-to any other human soul, could no more enable me to stop than it would
-enable the grass to stop growing. Again you must accept the fact—you
-must learn to think of me as a man who is in the grasp of a fiend.”
-
-There was a pause. Not once had I taken my eyes from my brother’s, and I
-sat with my heart throbbing wildly; the strangeness of the whole thing
-was too much for me—at times I was certain that I was indeed listening
-to a maniac.
-
-When my brother began speaking again, I was at first hardly conscious of
-it. “Edward,” he said, “I have thought about this—that perhaps my
-presence would be painful to you. If so, let me go away. Take what tools
-I have here, and make this place your home—you have knowledge at your
-command, you can plant and hunt and study, and do what you will. As for
-me, such things make no difference; I could soon make myself comfortable
-again, and perhaps——”
-
-“Say no more about it,” I interrupted quickly; “if anyone must go, let
-it be me, for I shall have need of occupation.”
-
-For long hours after that strange experience I was pacing up and down
-the storm-swept beach of the island. What I had heard had disturbed me
-more than anything before in my life; the whole surroundings contributed
-to the effect—the perils I had passed through, the terrible future which
-stretched before me, the loss of my brother, and the finding of this
-strange madman in his place. But I was by nature a practical person,
-scientific and precise in my mode of thought; I did my best to convince
-myself that solitude and suffering had unhinged my brother’s mind. There
-is no use telling a scientist that he cannot understand a certain
-matter, and expecting him to let it rest; my mind was soon made up that
-I would study this malady, and perhaps cure it. My interest in the
-strange problem did more than anything else to keep me from realising to
-the full extent the discomfort I must needs face in the future.
-
-When hunger brought my thoughts back to myself, I returned to the cave,
-where I found my brother pacing backward and forward upon a path which
-he had worn deep in the ground in front of his home; his head was sunk
-forward, his eyes on the ground, and he was evidently lost in deep
-thought. I spoke to him once, but he did not hear me; I walked by him
-and entered the cavern.
-
-I now set to work to make a thorough examination of his belongings,
-musing that perhaps the best way to get to the bottom of his strange
-trouble would be to provide him with some of the ordinary amenities of
-life. I found that the tools were not too rusty to be of service, and
-being a person with talent for doing things, I was soon interested in
-planning how I could make a habitable place out of the cave. In the
-latitude I knew that a door and a fireplace would never be an absolute
-necessity; but I pleased myself thinking that they might not be useless
-when the storms blew in. Also, being blessed with much knowledge of the
-natural world, I flattered myself that before many days would have
-passed I should have added considerably to the comforts of the house.
-
-I gave the balance of the day to a preliminary ransacking of the island.
-A scientist has an inexhaustible mine of interest in such an
-environment, and in the plans which I formed for work I forgot
-everything else for the time.
-
-And so towards sundown I returned to the cabin. My brother was still
-pacing to and fro, exactly as I had left him. Taught by previous
-experience, I entered the cabin without addressing him, and set about
-preparing a meal. I had not gone very far before I heard his step behind
-me.
-
-“Edward,” he said.
-
-“What is it?” I asked, turning.
-
-“I wished merely to tell you—that you will not see me for a day or two.
-I wish you not to worry about me.”
-
-I gazed at him in perplexity that was too great to permit of my framing
-a question. His haggard glance met mine again, and again he put his hand
-upon my shoulder with a gesture of affection; then he turned and went
-slowly away.
-
-The incident diminished my appetite, for I had expected to interest him
-in my banquet. I sat for hours afterwards, gazing out of the cavern
-entrance at the moonlighted grove, silent and desolate beyond any
-telling. I think I never felt more alone than just then.
-
-The problem was my only company; I had no idea where Daniel had gone;
-but after a feverish sleep I was up again at dawn, my mind fully made up
-for a search. I fear I drag out my story—it was nearly sundown when at
-last my efforts were rewarded. I was returning home in despair and
-misery, when, suddenly, in the back of the same cliffs in which was our
-home, I saw another opening, and with a gleam of hope I hurried towards
-it and peered in. It was too dark to see, but I entered and stepped to
-one side in the darkness; and then, as my eyes adjusted themselves to
-the gloom, I saw my brother.
-
-I was unperceived, and I went forward until I could see him plainly. He
-sat upon a block of stone, the edge of which his hands gripped tensely;
-with his face slightly raised, he was staring before him into space. I
-would describe, if I could, the impression which his whole appearance
-gave me; it was of a man undergoing some fearful strain. The knotted
-muscles stood out upon his arms; his nostrils were distended, his breath
-coming fast, and I could see the veins throbbing in his forehead. I
-stood for I know not how long, with my heart beating madly, a strange,
-indescribable _fear_ in possession of me. Divining the truth
-instinctively, I moved in front of him and gazed into his eyes; he
-neither saw me nor heard me, nor gave any sign that he was conscious of
-my presence. Then suddenly, unable to bear the strain any longer, I
-clutched him in my arms, crying wildly: “Daniel! Daniel!”
-
-To my horror, he gave no signs. Even then I clung to him, I shook him; I
-could feel the quivering of his tense arms. At last, completely
-overcome, I turned and staggered from the place.
-
-All that night I lay stretched out upon the bed, sleepless. I had
-studied medicine, but nothing that I had ever heard of bore any
-resemblance to this. Perhaps two hours after sunrise, as I was sitting
-with my eyes fixed in the direction of the other cavern, all at once I
-saw my brother appear.
-
-I sprang up in sheer fright; he was pale beyond imagination. He paid no
-attention to me, but went past me and entered the cave. He groped his
-way to his larder and, sinking down upon the ground, took some of the
-food and ate it slowly. There was a bowl of milk which I had put there,
-and which he drank. Then he lay down, resting his head upon his arm, and
-fell fast asleep.
-
-I followed him in silence when he rose, his weakness apparently gone. He
-went to the spring which was near the cavern, and bathed his face and
-arms in the stream below it. After that he came towards me and, sitting
-down beside me, put his arm around me.
-
-“Dear brother,” he said, “it was very good of you; but please do not do
-what you did again.”
-
-“You knew that I was there?” I cried.
-
-“Yes,” he said, “I knew it.”
-
-“And why did you not answer me?”
-
-“I could not answer you, brother?” And then with a sudden gesture he
-checked me. “I could not even tell you _why_,” he said. “It must suffice
-you, Edward, to know that this must be, and that you cannot help it.”
-
-“But it will kill me!” I cried.
-
-“Perhaps,” he said very quietly, “or perhaps it will kill me first. I
-cannot tell.”
-
-We stood for some minutes without speaking. “Daniel,” I ventured at
-last, “I had hoped that in the external ways I might assist you—your
-food, perhaps——”
-
-“I could not let you serve me,” he answered; “I have no way to serve you
-in return. And, besides that, I have learned to do cheerfully what
-little physical toil I must. The island is covered with food, you know.”
-
-“But if you should be sick?” I cried.
-
-“If I should be sick,” he said, “I should either get well again, or else
-die.”
-
-“Then you do not feel pain?”
-
-“To learn to bear pain has been one of my tasks,” was the response. “I
-should think,” he continued, changing the subject abruptly, “that if you
-had studied all your life as you did when we lived together, by this
-time you would not fear solitude—that you would find in this new world
-enough to fill all your time.”
-
-“I might—perhaps I shall,” I said; “but, Daniel, you have been here
-twenty years, and never seen a ship! So how could I know that the result
-of any studies of mine would ever be made known to the world? I have not
-even any paper to write upon.”
-
-The other sat gazing ahead of him at the moonlit water through the
-trees; I saw the strange smile upon the lips again.
-
-“All that sorrow,” he said—“I fought with it once myself, and how I wish
-that I could help you to fight with it! For a year or so I also waited
-for a ship, and wrote down the best of my music, and poured out the
-tears of my soul. But, Edward, I no longer write my music, and I no
-longer fear lest my work be not made known to the world.”
-
-His voice had sunk low. Over the tree-tops a silver moon was gleaming,
-and his eyes were fixed upon it. “On that huge ball of iron and rock,”
-said he, “there was once power and life and beauty; and now it rolls
-there through the years and the ages, cold and dead and still. And some
-day this planet, too, will roll through the years and the ages; and no
-eye will behold it, and no mind will be aware of it; and the voices of
-men will be hushed upon it, and the monuments of men will be dust upon
-it; and Edward, what then of my music, what then of your science and
-your books?”
-
-I answered nothing.
-
-“Perhaps in all the ages that have gone over this island,” he continued,
-“no human foot ever trod upon it before.”
-
-And so my brother passed on, pressing his hand upon my shoulder; and
-through the watches of the night I saw him pacing backward and forward,
-backward and forward, upon the long, white stretch of sand.
-
-A month must have passed after that—I took little heed of the time. I
-toiled at the cave, I played hunter and naturalist. I was busy with my
-hands, but very seldom was I happy or at peace. For day after day that
-silent figure roamed here and there before my eyes, and hour after hour
-those strange, silent vigils to the black cavern continued. I grew more
-and more restless and oppressed, until at last, one night, at the end of
-a long and exhausting vigil, my impatience reached its climax.
-
-I remember how I sat by his side and caught his hand, like a
-supplicating child. “Daniel,” I asked, “has it never occurred to you
-that you are unkind to me?”
-
-“Unkind?” he asked gently.
-
-“Unkind,” I said, “I have waited—how long have I waited. It seemed to me
-that it could not last for ever—that you would not continue to treat me
-always as if I were a child.”
-
-“Edward,” he said, “I know what you are going to say. I wish that you
-would spare me.”
-
-“I cannot spare you!” I cried with sudden vehemence. “I tell you I
-cannot bear it—I tell you I shall go mad! This loneliness and this
-haunting perplexity—I swear to you that I cannot endure it any longer!”
-
-My brother sat gazing before him. After a moment I went on, more
-quietly, pleading with him. “Daniel,” I said, “you cannot ever persuade
-me that you must needs treat me as you have treated me since I came to
-this place. I came here to seek for you—for that purpose alone—and with
-love in my heart. And you keep me from you, you treat me as if I were
-not a human being!”
-
-“Stop, Edward!” cried my brother imploringly; “do not say such things as
-that! Ah! what can I tell you? How can I say it to you?—it is not enough
-that you should be a human being.”
-
-“Not enough!” I echoed.
-
-“Ah! do you suppose—can you suppose—that if this thing of which we speak
-were mine to give—if by losing it myself I could give it to you—can you
-suppose I would not do it, and do it with joy? All that love could make
-possible I would do—how much I would do I cannot tell you. But this that
-you ask of me—this I _cannot_ do!”
-
-“You mean”—I clung to the argument with my scientific instinct—“you mean
-that there is in your own life, in your own mind, certain things which
-could be conveyed to another’s?”
-
-“I do,” he said.
-
-“But the use of words——” I began.
-
-“No words could have any relation to this,” he said.
-
-“But ideas, Daniel!” I protested. “There may be ideas in the mind for
-which we can find no words, but surely we can approximate them, we can
-foreshadow them.”
-
-“There are some things in my mind that are not ideas,” was the quick
-reply.
-
-“I do not understand that,” I exclaimed.
-
-“I know it,” said my brother; “that is the point.”
-
-“But,” I cried in vexation, “but what could such things be? How can one
-think——”
-
-“‘In that high hour thought was not,’” my brother quoted.
-
-I sat silent, and a long pause followed. Then I began once more: “Let me
-ask you, Daniel; perhaps you do not understand how difficult it is for
-one mind to believe that it cannot grasp what is in another mind. But
-this—this knowledge to which you have come—you must surely have come to
-it by degrees, by a process?”
-
-“Yes,” said he.
-
-“And of that—surely you could explain to me at least the beginning,
-which might help me to divine in what the difference consists?”
-
-He answered nothing for a moment; I went on quickly: “Ah, I fear that
-there must be another reason that you do not realise. Might it not be
-true that you would find it easier to explain to another than to me? Is
-it not at all that you shrink from my ways of thinking? Is it not that
-you know that I have never understood your art?”
-
-“Tell me,” he asked suddenly, “what have you thought about me since you
-have been here?”
-
-“What difference does it make what I think?” I cried. “What data have I
-for thinking anything? I know that I am in the presence of something
-which haunts me; and also that I have never been more wretched in my
-life.
-
-“Ah, Daniel,” I cried, “be fair with me—you have not been fair! Why
-should you shrink from me as if I were a base person? What harm could it
-do, even if I did not understand you? I cannot help it—the effect of
-this thing upon me; I am a grown man, and yet you have turned me into a
-child again. If you were to tell me about ghosts, I think I should take
-it for the truth.”
-
-“Ah,” said my brother.
-
-“Yes, even that!” I cried. “But you think I am not worthy even to guess
-at your life and your knowledge—no, do not try to stop me, I know that
-this is the fact! If it were not so, you would trust to love—you would
-not cast me away from you, you would do what you could!”
-
-“Be still! Be still!” he whispered. “Do not speak to me that way—I will
-do what I can—I will tell you what I am able.”
-
-For a long time he sat with knit brows. Then at last he began his story.
-
-“I go back,” he said, “to the time when I first landed on this island.
-The ship was wrecked upon the bar just ahead of us; and later, when the
-sea fell, we set to work to save from it as much as we could. The voyage
-had restored my health, and I had my violin; and when I ascertained that
-the place sheltered no wild beasts or men, I was myself well content to
-remain as long as might be necessary. I had no doubt that some ship
-would appear in the end; and meanwhile there was nothing to trouble me,
-except the enforced companionship of men who did not understand me. In
-the end, I escaped from that trouble with the plea that if I took up my
-residence at the other side of the island I could better watch the sea;
-and so I built a tiny hut, and was, I think, as happy as I had ever been
-before.
-
-“But as the months passed by and no vessel appeared, the situation
-changed. I perceived that sooner or later my violin would be useless;
-and about the same time the sailors came to me to say that they had
-decided to rig a boat with a sail, and endeavor to reach some inhabited
-island. It was the time of quiet seas, and they preferred to run the
-risk to remaining longer in isolation.
-
-“I was then called upon to make the great decision. Should I chance my
-life with the rest, or should I trust to the certainty that some day a
-vessel would appear, and meanwhile devote myself to the work which
-loomed before me—the living of my life, the seeking of the power which I
-felt to be hidden in me, without any external assistance or reference
-whatever? Perhaps had I seen the twenty years before me, I should have
-shrunk from the task; but, as it was, I chose what was to be the bolder,
-to my companions the more timid, course.
-
-“After that, of course, there could be no halfway measures. I had to
-make good my purpose; I had to face either absolute victory or absolute
-defeat. As I had expected, my violin soon became useless, and, no ship
-appearing, I perceived in the end that I had to give up that thought,
-too.
-
-“I have already hinted the grounds of my argument to you. It is my
-belief that life is its own end, and needs no justification. It is also
-my belief that each individual soul is a microcosm self-sufficient, and
-its own excuse for being. Each day as I wrought, I came to be more and
-more possessed with that truth, it came to be more and more self-evident
-and final; until at last there came a day when I would not have hailed a
-ship had I seen one—when the life that loomed up before me within my own
-heart was a thing of so much interest that the rest of the world was
-nothing in comparison.
-
-“At first I had felt just as you feel now—I had been interested in food
-and clothing and light, and what not else; but in the end I found myself
-behaving as a soldier upon a long campaign—I strewed my path with the
-things that had once been necessities, and that now were encumbrances.
-It proved thus with my violin—strings or no strings; the music that
-throbbed in my soul and swept me away into the far spaces of my being—it
-was no longer to be limited and restrained by what human fingers could
-achieve. It was as if I had once plodded upon the land and now
-discovered wings. When the vision came to me, I no longer toiled for
-weeks to shape it and record it—I went on where the new light shone,
-where the new hope beckoned; and so, day after day, toward things with
-which it is not easy for words to deal.”
-
-My brother paused for a while; I did not speak.
-
-“When I try to talk to you of these things,” he said at last, “I do not
-know where I stand. I find myself thinking of the brother I remember—who
-was content to call himself a materialist. You ask me what was this life
-that I speak of—was it thought, was it motion, was it will? It was all,
-I think; always it involved contemplation, the beholding of a universe
-of being, and the comprehending of it as an utterance of power; and
-always it was emotion, the flooding of one’s being with an oceantide of
-joy and exultation; and always it was will—it was the concentration of
-all the powers of one’s soul in one colossal effort. But chiefest of
-all, I think—and what is hardest even to hint at—it was the fourth, and
-the highest of the faculties of the mind—it was imagination.
-
-“It is endless—that is the first thing that a man learns about it—it is
-the very presence of the infinite. And also he learns that it is at his
-command—that it is no accident, but his being itself; that he has but to
-call, and it comes; that he has but to knock, and it is opened unto him.
-It is that for which pilgrims and crusaders have fought, which prophets
-and saints have sung. And it is that, of course, which is the life of
-music. Music lies nearest to this mystery; to him who understands, it is
-the living presence of the spirit. Its movement is the building up of
-that ecstasy, its complexity is the infiniteness of that vision—all the
-fulness and the wonder and the glory of it are there.”
-
-I give but my recollection of my brother’s words. He paused again and
-sat gazing before him. “I do not know,” he said, “how much these
-metaphors convey to you. A long time had passed—some eight years, I
-imagine, though I kept no count of the time. I was coming bit by bit to
-a new and strange experience—one which is not of this life, and one
-which would seem to you, I imagine, as altogether supernatural.
-
-“So,” said Daniel, “you must believe me as you can. I have spoken of
-strange bursts of vision, sudden gleams of insight which shake one’s
-being to its depth. Such experiences are not unusual—poets have sung of
-them; but now there came to be something which, strange as it may sound,
-seemed to be not of a kind with my own soul—something which affected me
-with an indescribable _fear_. I fought against the thought, for I had no
-belief in the unseen. I strive to put into words something that cannot
-be put into words—but I was like a man groping in utter darkness, and
-touching something _alive_. I had fought my way into this unknown land,
-and everywhere I had gone, so far, the things that I achieved were of my
-own power, the impulses were those of my own will. But now, day by day,
-I was haunted by the unthinkable suspicion that into my life was coming
-something that was not myself. I was a bird mounting upon the air—and
-the air had a will of its own! It was something that repelled
-me—something that drew me. I wrestled with the thought day and night,
-comparing it with anything of which I had ever heard or known. But in
-vain—it was new to me.
-
-“These things of which I speak you must understand as happening in the
-midst of a tempest of emotions; I sat in a state which there is no
-imagining—I ate nothing for days, I sat for days without moving, until
-at last there came the climax, a desperate resolve, a mounting up, a
-battling with unseen forces, a knocking upon unseen doors—and then a
-sudden rending away of barriers, and the inpouring of a sea of life. I
-can only use metaphors. I was a traveller, and I had toiled towards the
-sunrise, climbing peak upon peak, and suddenly I had stepped out upon
-the summit, and stood transfixed with the glory of an endless vision of
-dawn.”
-
-My brother’s voice had sunk to a whisper, and his hand lay upon my arm.
-I cannot tell how his words had affected me.
-
-“And this—this thing——” I ventured. “It is real?”
-
-“It is real,” he said; “there is nothing else so real.”
-
-“And it—it is a heaven?”
-
-“No,” he said, “it is another earth.”
-
-I started.
-
-“As a scientist,” he said—“what do you believe about the universe? Is
-there life throughout it?”
-
-“I do not know, it is a possibility.”
-
-“Yes,” said Daniel; “but for me it is a certainty. It is a fact in which
-I live, day after day.”
-
-I had caught him by the arm.
-
-“Daniel!” I cried.
-
-“It is just so,” he said.
-
-“Another planet?”
-
-“I do not know,” was the answer. “Another race of beings, is all that I
-can tell you.”
-
-“And are they human beings?”
-
-“They have passed entirely beyond anything which those words can mean to
-me.”
-
-“And you know them?”
-
-“Yes.”
-
-“And personally?”
-
-“More than personally.”
-
-“How do you mean?”
-
-“I know them directly. I live in their lives. I know them as I know the
-symphony I hear—as one drop of water knows the sea.”
-
-I was dazed; I could hardly think. “And their name?” I asked.
-
-“They have no name,” said my brother, “they have no words. They have
-passed the need of language—they communicate with each other by
-immediate spiritual union. Their life is upon a higher plane than ours;
-they do not deal in ideas, but in imaginative intuitions.”
-
-“And then, Daniel, when you—when you pass into that trance—it is that!”
-
-“It is that,” said he. “By an effort of my will I lift myself into their
-consciousness; but because my physical and mental faculties have not
-been prepared by long ages of development, my time with them is limited,
-and I fall back to recruit my strength.”
-
-“And this has been going on for years?”
-
-“For ten or twelve years,” was his reply.
-
-It will, perhaps, be best for me to give the substance of what he told
-me in the long conversation which ensued. “I do not know where these
-people are,” he told me. “I only know that throughout universal space
-they are the race which is nearest in its development to our own. I do
-not know what they look like. I have never seen nor heard them. I only
-live their lives. I do not ask them any questions; our relation is
-nothing of that sort. It is as if they were playing music which I heard;
-but also as if their music was their whole life, so that I know all they
-have and do. Their presence comes to me as the inwelling of universal
-joy; of love and worship and rapture, unending and unthinkable. Their
-life is infinite variety—immediate and perpetual expansion—spiritual
-insight developing in a ratio determined by the will of the individuals.
-It is as if a man were to witness the springtime arising of Nature, but
-taking place in an hour instead of three months; and he comprehending
-it, not from the outside, but living it, as a bursting forth of song.”
-
-“And to this song there is no limit?” I asked him.
-
-“When you speak of the soul as being infinite,” said Daniel, “you do not
-mean that it extends merely beyond your thoughts, but you mean that you
-may heap quantity upon quantity, and multiply quantity by quantity, in
-any ratio and at any speed you please, and still have infinity before
-you.”
-
-“You mean that these beings understand what is going on in each other’s
-mind?”
-
-“They understand all minds as you understand your own. It is of the
-nature of spiritual passion to mingle at a certain stage of intensity,
-like electricity in the lightning flash. This race has developed a new
-sense, just as man has developed senses which are not possessed by lower
-animals.”
-
-“And these people were once men?”
-
-“Presumably.”
-
-“And then they have escaped altogether from the sorrows of life?”
-
-“Say, rather,” he answered, “that they have escaped to the sorrows of
-life. The essence of life is sorrow.”
-
-“It does not seem so, from your picture,” I said.
-
-“That is simple because my picture is not understood. Every one of these
-beings of whom I speak bears in his bosom a pain for which there are no
-words; every one of them—there are countless numbers of them, living
-each in my consciousness as the voice of one instrument lives in a
-symphony—each one is a Titan spirit, wrestling day and night without
-end, without possibility of respite, and bearing on his shoulders a
-universal load of woe. In no way could you imagine one better than as a
-soldier in the crisis of the battle, panting, and blind with pain, dying
-amid the glory of his achievement.”
-
-“And such a life!” I cried “Why do they live it?”
-
-“They lived it because it demands with the voice of all their being to
-be lived; because the presence of it is rapture and unutterable
-holiness; because it will allow no questions, because it is instant,
-imperative, and final—_it will be lived!_”
-
-I sat in silence. “Do I gather from your words,” I asked, “that
-immortality is not one of the privileges of this race?”
-
-He smiled again. “The spiritual life,” he said, “does not begin until
-the thought of immortality is flung away. A man’s duty looms up before
-him—and in his weakness he will not do it, but puts the fruition of his
-life into another world, where the terms are not so hard!”
-
-“This people,” I asked—“what do they know about God?”
-
-“They know no more than men do,” was the answer, “except that they know
-they know nothing. They know that the veil is not lifted. It is not that
-for which they seek—life is their task, and life only; to behold its
-endless fruition; to dwell in the beauty of it, to wield power of it; to
-toil at its whirling loom, to build up palaces of music from it. Ah, my
-brother, why have you never lived a symphony?”
-
-“These people have no physical life?” I asked.
-
-“Assuredly, they have,” was his answer, “it is a life which does not
-enter their consciousness—any more than, for instance, the beating of
-your heart and the renewing of your tissues. They have attained to
-mastery over the world of matter. They temper the seasons to their wish;
-disease and ill-health they have banished entirely; and understanding
-the ways of Nature, they create their food at will.”
-
-“And their society knows no rich and no poor? Their government?”
-
-“They have no government,” he said, “their law is their inspiration.”
-
-Until far into the night we sat talking; and then, early in the morning,
-as I went out upon the beach—I saw a ship standing in towards the shore!
-I recall, as if it were yesterday, how my heart leaped up, and with what
-an agony of uncertainty I stood waving a signal.
-
-And then I rushed to see my brother, shouting the news aloud. Startled
-with his own thoughts, he gazed at me in perplexity.
-
-“A ship has come!” I cried. “A ship!”
-
-“A ship!” he echoed; and then with a sudden light: “Oh, I see!”
-
-“Come!” I cried. “They will take us aboard!”
-
-But my brother shook his head. “No Edward,” he replied, “I cannot do
-that.”
-
-I started. “No,” he said again, “do not ask me. You go—but let me stay
-here until the end!”
-
-“What can you mean?” I cried. “Can you really suppose that I would leave
-you?”
-
-“I am not fitted to travel,” he said—“I do not wish to change. And I
-could not face the thing which you call civilisation. It has no interest
-for me.”
-
-“But we can live in the country,” I cried. “I have money—nothing need
-trouble you!” But all my arguments made no impression upon him; he would
-only repeat that he desired to be left alone. I tried to move him by
-saying that I would not leave him. I might stay if I chose, he said—he
-could not help that; but if I were wise, I would leave him to his own
-life; and I would not subject him to the pain of meeting the strangers
-upon the ship. They would not understand, and they would only cause him
-vexation. And even while I was protesting with him, we heard the shouts
-of men upon the shore. He rose up and laid his hand upon my shoulder,
-and kissed me upon the forehead, saying: “Be wise—or let me be wise for
-you. Respect my judgment and let me go.”
-
-And so he turned and started away toward the centre of the island. At
-the edge of the thicket he turned and waved his hand to me. I never saw
-him again.
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-<p class='c000'>The cover image was created by the transcriber and is placed in the public domain.</p>
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-<div class='chapter ph1'>
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-<div class='nf-center-c0'>
-<div class='nf-center c001'>
-    <div>THE OVERMAN</div>
-  </div>
-</div>
-
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-
-<div class='border'>
-
-<p class='c002'>BY THE SAME AUTHOR</p>
-
-</div>
-
-<div class='border'>
-
-<div class='nf-center-c0'>
-  <div class='nf-center'>
-    <div>The Industrial Republic</div>
-    <div>The Jungle</div>
-    <div>King Midas</div>
-    <div>Manassas</div>
-    <div>Prince Hagen</div>
-    <div>The Journal of Arthur Stirling</div>
-  </div>
-</div>
-
-</div>
-
-<div  class='figcenter id001'>
-<img src='images/i_frontispiece.jpg' alt='' class='ig001' />
-<div class='ic001'>
-<p>“‘I HAD STEPPED OUT UPON THE SUMMIT, AND STOOD TRANSFIXED WITH THE GLORY OF AN ENDLESS VISION OF DAWN’”</p>
-</div>
-</div>
-
-<div class='titlepage'>
-
-<div>
-  <h1 class='c003'>The Overman</h1>
-</div>
-
-<div class='nf-center-c0'>
-<div class='nf-center c004'>
-    <div>By</div>
-    <div><span class='xlarge'>UPTON SINCLAIR</span></div>
-    <div class='c005'><span class='small'><i>WITH FRONTISPIECE</i></span></div>
-  </div>
-</div>
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-<img src='images/i_title.jpg' alt='' class='ig001' />
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-<div class='nf-center-c0'>
-  <div class='nf-center'>
-    <div>New York</div>
-    <div>Doubleday, Page &amp; Company</div>
-    <div>1907</div>
-  </div>
-</div>
-
-</div>
-
-<div class='nf-center-c0'>
-<div class='nf-center c001'>
-    <div><span class='small'><span class='sc'>Copyright, 1906, by Upton Sinclair</span></span></div>
-    <div class='c005'><span class='small'><span class='sc'>Copyright, 1907, by</span></span></div>
-    <div><span class='small'><span class='sc'>Doubleday, Page &amp; Company</span></span></div>
-    <div><span class='small'><span class='sc'>Published, September, 1907</span></span></div>
-  </div>
-</div>
-
-<p class='c006'><span class='small'>ALL RIGHTS RESERVED, INCLUDING THAT OF TRANSLATION
-INTO FOREIGN LANGUAGES, INCLUDING THE SCANDINAVIAN</span></p>
-
-<div class='chapter ph1'>
-
-<div class='nf-center-c0'>
-<div class='nf-center c001'>
-    <div>THE OVERMAN</div>
-  </div>
-</div>
-
-</div>
-
-<div class='chapter'>
-  <span class='pageno' id='Page_3'>3</span>
-  <h2 class='c007'><i>The Overman</i></h2>
-</div>
-<p class='drop-capa0_0_6 c008'>This is the story of Edward
-——, as he told it to me
-only a few days before he died;
-he told it as he lay half paralysed,
-and knowing that the
-hand of death was upon him.</p>
-
-<p class='c009'>I am by profession a scientist.
-My story goes back some fifty
-years, when I was a student. I
-had one brother, Daniel, five
-years younger than myself,
-a musician of extraordinary
-promise. We lived abroad
-together for a number of years,
-<span class='pageno' id='Page_4'>4</span>each pursuing his own work.
-About my brother, suffice it to
-say that music to him was
-everything—love and friendship,
-ambition and life. He was a
-man without a stain, whose
-lower nature had been burned
-out by the flame of art. I think
-the one tie that bound him to
-the world was myself.</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>When Daniel was about
-twenty-three years of age, his
-health weakened, and a long
-sea voyage was decided upon.
-I could not go with him, so for
-the first time we parted; and it
-was twenty years after that
-before I ever heard of him
-again.</p>
-
-<p class='c010'><span class='pageno' id='Page_5'>5</span>It was believed that the ship
-had been wrecked in the South
-Seas; and I had given him up
-for dead many years, when it
-chanced that, as a man advanced
-in life, I was travelling
-as a naturalist in Ceylon, and
-met an old sailor who had been
-with my brother, and who told
-me a strange story—how one
-boat containing five men, including
-Daniel, had outlived
-the storm and landed upon an
-uninhabited island; how, after
-remaining there for several
-months, they had made up
-their minds to risk a voyage in
-their frail craft; and how my
-brother alone had refused,
-<span class='pageno' id='Page_6'>6</span>declaring his intention to remain
-by himself, with his violin
-and the few effects that he had
-saved.</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>How this affected me anyone
-can imagine. The tale
-was obviously a true one, and
-I chanced to have means; and
-so, getting the best idea I
-could of the island’s location,
-I purchased a yacht outright
-and prepared to make a search.</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>The events immediately following
-bear only indirectly
-upon my story, and so I pass
-over them swiftly. We had
-been at sea for some three
-weeks, and were in the locality
-we sought, and watching day
-<span class='pageno' id='Page_7'>7</span>and night for some sign of the
-island, when late one evening
-the native captain of the vessel
-came to my cabin, trembling
-and pale with fright, to tell me
-that the crew had mutinied
-and were about to murder me.
-I rushed to my chest for my
-revolvers, only to find that
-every cartridge was gone; and
-the other’s weapon proved to
-be in the same plight. In this
-desperate situation the latter
-suggested what seemed to be
-the only possible expedient—that
-we should make our
-escape from the vessel in the
-darkness, and trust to gaining
-the land. While he crept out
-<span class='pageno' id='Page_8'>8</span>to provision and lower a boat,
-I barricaded the cabin-door
-and waited; and upon hearing
-the whistle agreed on, I ran to
-a port-hole, and seeing the
-boat, slid into it. An instant
-later the rope was cut, and I
-got one glance at the leering
-countenance of my betrayer,
-before the ship sped on and
-all was darkness. I was alone!</p>
-
-<p class='c009'>The emotions of that night
-I do not like to recall. Life
-was still dear to me. It was
-only when morning came that
-I lifted my head again and recovered
-my self-possession.</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>There was no land in sight—I
-<span class='pageno' id='Page_9'>9</span>was tossing upon a waste of
-water, and already beginning
-to feel the first cravings of the
-fearful thirst that I knew must
-come. But by a strange instinct
-I still clung to my life;
-and soon a storm arose, and as
-the waves began to speed my
-frail boat along, it rose upon
-one of them, and I suddenly
-caught sight of a faint streak
-of land. I seized the oars and
-set to work to race for my life.
-I was not used to the effort,
-and it took all my strength to
-keep the craft headed aright,
-while the sea bore it on to its
-goal; I fought desperately
-through the whole day, coming
-<span class='pageno' id='Page_10'>10</span>nearer and nearer to my hope,
-but expecting every instant to
-be my last, and almost fainting
-with exhaustion. Finally I
-came to the very edge of the
-breakers—and then, in spite of
-all that I could do, the boat
-was seized by a wave and
-whirled around.</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>I saw before me a long line
-of bright green forest; and,
-standing upon the beach in
-front of me, a single figure—a
-man—motionless and watching.
-That moment a breaker
-smote my little craft, and I was
-flung into the boiling sea.</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>I did not know how to swim.
-I clutched at the boat and
-<span class='pageno' id='Page_11'>11</span>missed it, and after that I recall
-only an instant or two of frantic
-struggling and choking. When
-next I opened my eyes, I lay
-upon the shore, with a man
-bending over me; and upon
-my dazed faculties was borne
-in the startling truth that the
-man was my brother.</p>
-
-<p class='c009'>It would have been long before
-I recognised him but that
-he was calling me by name. A
-creature more changed no man
-could imagine. Gaunt, hollow-eyed,
-and wild in appearance,
-he was scarcely the shadow of
-his former self; he was clad in a
-rough garment of fur, barefooted
-<span class='pageno' id='Page_12'>12</span>and barearmed, and with
-long, tangled hair. But what
-most struck me—what struck
-me the instant I opened my eyes,
-and what never ceased to strike
-me after that—was the strange,
-haunted look of his whole countenance;
-his eyes, swift and restless,
-shone from beneath the
-shadow of his brows like those
-of some forest animal.</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>For the first few dazed minutes
-I thought of what I had read
-of men who had gone mad, or
-had reverted to the beast, under
-such circumstances as these.
-Yet nothing could exceed the
-tenderness of my brother’s voice
-and manner to me; he bent over
-<span class='pageno' id='Page_13'>13</span>me with a gourd full of milk,
-which he helped me to drink,
-and he dried my face and
-brushed back the hair from my
-forehead, whispering to me as
-one might to a sick child.</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>I can remember the very
-words of our conversation at
-that strange moment, so keenly
-did every circumstance impress
-me. I answered him faintly
-when he asked me how I did,
-and he pressed my hand. “You
-were seeking for me, brother?”
-he asked.</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“I was,” I said.</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“I sometimes thought that
-you might,” he exclaimed.
-“Alas! Alas!”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'><span class='pageno' id='Page_14'>14</span>I had been overwhelmed
-with joy as the truth dawned
-upon me—the truth that I had
-found him. I had forgotten
-our mutual plight. “Never
-mind,” I whispered. “We
-may get away somehow; and
-at least we can be together.”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>He answered nothing, but
-helped me lift my head.</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“How came you alone in
-that boat?” he asked.</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“It is a long story,” I replied,
-shuddering as I gazed at the
-waves that were thundering on
-the beach before us. “I will
-tell it later.”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“You have been long upon
-the water?”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'><span class='pageno' id='Page_15'>15</span>“Only since last night,” I
-said; and then gazing about
-me suddenly, I cried: “And
-you—you have been here all
-these years!”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“All these years,” he answered.</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“And alone?”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“Alone.”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>I trembled as I gazed into
-his face; his eyes seemed fairly
-to burn.</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“How have you borne it?”
-I cried. “What have you
-done?”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>His answer made me start.
-“I have done very well,” he
-said; “I have not been unhappy.”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'><span class='pageno' id='Page_16'>16</span>The words seemed strange
-to me—but his voice was
-stranger yet. Surely there were
-signs enough of unhappiness
-upon his face!</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>He seemed to read my
-thoughts. “Do not worry,”
-he went on, pressing his hand
-in mine; “I will tell you all
-about it later.”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>But my mind could not be
-turned away so easily. When
-I felt stronger and sat up, I
-came back to the question,
-gazing at his haggard face and
-the strange costume he wore.</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“You can make no better
-clothing?” I cried; “and for
-food—what do you do?”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'><span class='pageno' id='Page_17'>17</span>“I have all the food that I
-can eat,” was the response,
-“and everything else that I
-need. You shall see.”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“But have you seen <i>no</i> one?”
-I persisted—“no ships, in all
-this time?”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“I have not wished to see
-any,” he said; and then he
-smiled gently as he saw my
-stare of amazement. “I have
-not wished for anything,” he
-said gently; “I have a home, as
-you shall see, and I have never
-needed company. Have you
-forgotten how it used to be,
-dear brother?”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>It took me a long time to
-understand his words. I was
-<span class='pageno' id='Page_18'>18</span>still gazing at him helplessly.
-“And you mean,” I cried—“you
-mean that you still—you
-still live in your music?”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“Yes,” he said, “I mean
-that.”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>I was sitting upright and
-gripping his arm tightly. “And
-for twenty years!” I gasped.</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“Twenty thousand years
-would be all too little for
-music,” was the reply.</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>I sank back, and he wrapped
-his arms about me. “Dear
-brother,” he said, smiling, “let
-us not go into that just now.
-Wait until to-morrow, at the
-least. Perhaps I can help you
-now, and we can walk.”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'><span class='pageno' id='Page_19'>19</span>We had not far to go, and
-with his help I managed the
-task. Back from the shore
-rose a high cliff, and a cavern
-in this was evidently his home.
-At one side there was a pen, in
-which were three or four captive
-goats; and upon the grassy
-lawn in front was a rough seat.
-With the exception of a fireplace,
-and a path he had cut
-through the thicket, there were
-no other signs that the place
-was inhabited.</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>I sank down upon the grass,
-and he brought me fresh water
-and fruits, and cooked rice,
-which I ate hungrily. Then,
-when I was stronger, I got
-<span class='pageno' id='Page_20'>20</span>up and began to examine his
-home.</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>The cave was the size of a
-large room; it was dry, but
-bare of all furniture except a
-table and a roughly made chair
-and bed. My brother’s possessions
-consisted mainly of a few
-objects (notably some tools)
-which he and the sailors had
-been able to recover from the
-wreck of the ship. There were
-a few skins which served him
-as bags in which to keep his
-provisions; his bowls and
-dishes were gourds and the
-shells of turtles. He was without
-artificial light, and he had
-only a few quires of writing-paper
-<span class='pageno' id='Page_21'>21</span>from the ship-captain’s
-portfolio. For the rest, a violin
-without strings, and a bow
-without hairs, made up a list
-of the possessions so far as I
-could make them out. And it
-was upon the strength of these
-that he had said to me: “I
-have everything that I need!”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>With rest and food my
-strength returned, and before
-long my mind was altogether
-occupied with my brother.</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>First of all, of course, my
-thought was of his home—of
-his surroundings and his ways.
-I rummaged about his cavern,
-wondering at his makeshifts—or
-rather, at his lack of them.</p>
-
-<p class='c010'><span class='pageno' id='Page_22'>22</span>“You have no lamp?” I
-cried. “But, Daniel, the wax-plant
-grows in this climate.
-Or you might use tallow or
-oil.”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“Dear brother,” he answered,
-“you forget that I have
-no books to read. And the
-few things that need light—cannot
-I just as well do them
-by day?”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“But, then, the long nights—you
-sleep?”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“No,” said he gently, “I do
-not sleep”; and later, with his
-strange smile, he added: “I
-live.”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“You live!” I echoed in perplexity;
-and then I stopped,
-<span class='pageno' id='Page_23'>23</span>catching the quiet, steady gaze
-of his eyes.</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“Just so,” he said, “I live.
-I had never lived before.”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>Most of all, I think, I was
-perplexed at the sight of his
-violin. From what I had seen
-of his youthful life, I could
-have imagined him spending
-all day and all night with that;
-but here it hung, useless as a
-stick of wood.</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“You could have made
-strings for it,” I said. “I can
-make them for you.”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“But they would be of no
-use to me,” he answered.</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“And all your music—you
-have given it up?”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'><span class='pageno' id='Page_24'>24</span>“The music I have to do
-with,” he said, “has long
-ceased to be music that anyone
-could play.”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“But, Daniel!” I protested.</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“Listen to me,” he said.
-“Have you never read that
-Beethoven never heard some
-of his greatest symphonies?
-Do you not understand how a
-musician can comprehend
-music from a score? And
-from that, how he can
-create it in his own mind
-and enjoy it, without ever
-writing it down or hearing
-it?”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“Then,” I said, almost
-speechless with wonder; “then
-<span class='pageno' id='Page_25'>25</span>you compose music in your
-mind?”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“No,” he said. “I <i>live</i>
-music in my soul.”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>These things were on the
-day of my rescue, after I had
-recovered from my exhaustion.
-The words which he spoke I
-no more comprehended than if
-I had been a child; but the
-strangeness of the thing
-haunted my soul, and my
-questioning and arguing never
-ceased. All of this he bore
-with a gentle patience.</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>I had my youthful recollections
-of Robinson Crusoe; and
-as a man of science, I could
-naturally not spend two minutes
-<span class='pageno' id='Page_26'>26</span>conversing with Daniel and
-examining his affairs without
-thinking some new device by
-which he could have made his
-lot more tolerable. I could as
-yet hardly realise that it was to
-be my own fate to live upon
-the deserted island for ever;
-all my thoughts were of what
-I should have done had I been
-in his place. He had no
-weapons, no traps, no gardens,
-no house—and so on. “But,
-Edward,” he would say
-again and again, “do you
-not understand? Once more—I
-have no <i>time</i> for such
-things.”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“Time! <i>Time!</i>” I would cry.
-<span class='pageno' id='Page_27'>27</span>“But what <i>else</i> have you?
-What have you to <i>do?</i>”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“I have my life to live,” was
-the invariable response; “I have
-no time for anything else.”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>We were sitting that afternoon
-beneath the shade of a
-great forest-tree before the
-cavern. Suddenly, seeing
-again the dazed look upon my
-face, he put his arm about me.</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“Listen to me, dear brother,”
-he said, smiling. “You remember
-Diogenes, who lived in a
-tub? That was in order that
-he might have to call no man
-master, and no thing—least of
-all his own body. And can
-you not see that a man’s own
-<span class='pageno' id='Page_28'>28</span>soul is his soul just the same,
-whether he be on a desert
-island or in the midst of a city
-of millions? And that mind,
-emotion, will—he has the life
-of his soul to live?”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>I sat surprised into silence;
-then suddenly I felt Daniel’s
-arm tighten about me. “Ah,
-my dear brother,” he said, his
-voice lowering, “it will be so
-hard! Do you think I have
-not realised it—how hard, <i>hard</i>
-it will be?”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“What will be hard?” I
-asked.</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“Your life—everything you
-have to face,” he answered.
-“How can you not see it—do
-<span class='pageno' id='Page_29'>29</span>you not see that <i>you</i> have to
-live upon this island, too?”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“I have not thought of it
-much,” I said. “I have been
-thinking of you.”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“I know it,” he replied; “but
-I do not see how you are to
-bear it. I saw it all while I
-watched you sweep in with the
-boat—I saw all the pain and all
-the sorrow, and it was long before
-I made up my mind that
-it was not best to let you die.”
-I started, but he held me
-tight.</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“Yes,” he said, “and I fear
-that I chose wrongly. Is it not
-strange that a man who has
-seen what I have seen should
-<span class='pageno' id='Page_30'>30</span>still be bound by such chains—that
-what I knew would be best,
-I could not do, simply because
-you were my brother?”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>He must have felt my heart
-beating faster. “Listen to me,”
-he went on quickly, but still
-with his frightful quietness.
-“Listen to me while I try to
-tell you—what I can hardly bear
-to tell you. All the tragedy of
-being is summed up in such
-a situation as this of ours; I am
-as helpless before it as you
-are—both of us are as helpless as
-children.”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>I gazed at him again, and
-suddenly he caught me with
-the wild look of his eyes. He
-<span class='pageno' id='Page_31'>31</span>had no need to hold me with
-his hand.</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“Brother,” he said, “you must
-think this out for yourself, as
-you can: I cannot explain it to
-you—cannot explain anything
-about it. Suffice it to say that
-for twenty years I have lived
-here, and that I have fought a
-fight which no man has ever
-fought before, and seen what I
-believe no man has ever seen.
-Knowing you as I do, I know
-that you can by no possibility
-ever follow me. It is as if I had
-found the fourth dimension of
-space; it is as if I dwelt in a
-house through the walls of which
-you walked without seeing them.
-<span class='pageno' id='Page_32'>32</span>How you are to bear your life
-here, my dear, dear brother, I do
-not know; but the truth is merciless,
-and you must face it—you
-will have to live on this island
-all your days, I am sure; and
-you will have to live here <i>alone</i>!”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>A sudden shudder passed
-through me. “Daniel!” I
-gasped; it seemed to me that
-his eyes were on fire. “You
-mean, I suppose, that you are
-going away to some other part
-of the place—to another island?”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“Whether I go to another
-place or not, what matters that?
-No, I shall not, I think; and
-rest assured that, whatever I do,
-I love you, my heart yearns for
-<span class='pageno' id='Page_33'>33</span>you, and all my tenderness and
-love are yours; but also that
-though you were with me, and
-held me in your arms four-and-twenty
-hours a day—yet all the
-time you would be alone.”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>I could find no word to say—I
-could scarcely think.</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“The pain of it,” he went on,
-still quietly, still tenderly, “is
-that I cannot explain it to
-anyone, that I cannot explain
-it to myself; that there are
-no words for it, nothing but
-the thing. The only explanation
-I can give is that I
-am become a madman, and
-that you must accept the
-fact. For the thing I do I can
-<span class='pageno' id='Page_34'>34</span>no more help doing than I could
-help the beating of my heart.
-All the world of love that I might
-bear to you, or to any other human
-soul, could no more enable
-me to stop than it would enable
-the grass to stop growing.
-Again you must accept the
-fact—you must learn to think of
-me as a man who is in the grasp
-of a fiend.”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>There was a pause. Not
-once had I taken my eyes from
-my brother’s, and I sat with
-my heart throbbing wildly;
-the strangeness of the whole
-thing was too much for me—at
-times I was certain that I was
-indeed listening to a maniac.</p>
-
-<p class='c010'><span class='pageno' id='Page_35'>35</span>When my brother began
-speaking again, I was at first
-hardly conscious of it. “Edward,”
-he said, “I have thought
-about this—that perhaps my
-presence would be painful to
-you. If so, let me go away. Take
-what tools I have here, and make
-this place your home—you have
-knowledge at your command,
-you can plant and hunt and
-study, and do what you will.
-As for me, such things make
-no difference; I could soon
-make myself comfortable again,
-and perhaps——”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“Say no more about it,” I
-interrupted quickly; “if anyone
-must go, let it be me,
-<span class='pageno' id='Page_36'>36</span>for I shall have need of occupation.”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>For long hours after that
-strange experience I was pacing
-up and down the storm-swept
-beach of the island.
-What I had heard had disturbed
-me more than anything
-before in my life; the whole
-surroundings contributed to the
-effect—the perils I had passed
-through, the terrible future
-which stretched before me, the
-loss of my brother, and the
-finding of this strange madman
-in his place. But I was by
-nature a practical person, scientific
-and precise in my mode of
-thought; I did my best to convince
-<span class='pageno' id='Page_37'>37</span>myself that solitude and
-suffering had unhinged my
-brother’s mind. There is no
-use telling a scientist that he
-cannot understand a certain
-matter, and expecting him to
-let it rest; my mind was soon
-made up that I would study
-this malady, and perhaps cure
-it. My interest in the strange
-problem did more than anything
-else to keep me from realising
-to the full extent the discomfort
-I must needs face in the future.</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>When hunger brought my
-thoughts back to myself, I returned
-to the cave, where I
-found my brother pacing backward
-and forward upon a path
-<span class='pageno' id='Page_38'>38</span>which he had worn deep in the
-ground in front of his home;
-his head was sunk forward, his
-eyes on the ground, and he
-was evidently lost in deep
-thought. I spoke to him
-once, but he did not hear me;
-I walked by him and entered
-the cavern.</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>I now set to work to make a
-thorough examination of his
-belongings, musing that perhaps
-the best way to get to the
-bottom of his strange trouble
-would be to provide him with
-some of the ordinary amenities
-of life. I found that the tools
-were not too rusty to be of service,
-and being a person with
-<span class='pageno' id='Page_39'>39</span>talent for doing things, I was
-soon interested in planning how
-I could make a habitable place
-out of the cave. In the latitude
-I knew that a door and a fireplace
-would never be an absolute
-necessity; but I pleased
-myself thinking that they might
-not be useless when the storms
-blew in. Also, being blessed
-with much knowledge of the
-natural world, I flattered myself
-that before many days
-would have passed I should
-have added considerably to the
-comforts of the house.</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>I gave the balance of the day
-to a preliminary ransacking of
-the island. A scientist has an
-<span class='pageno' id='Page_40'>40</span>inexhaustible mine of interest
-in such an environment, and in
-the plans which I formed for
-work I forgot everything else
-for the time.</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>And so towards sundown I
-returned to the cabin. My
-brother was still pacing to and
-fro, exactly as I had left him.
-Taught by previous experience,
-I entered the cabin without addressing
-him, and set about
-preparing a meal. I had not
-gone very far before I heard his
-step behind me.</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“Edward,” he said.</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“What is it?” I asked, turning.</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“I wished merely to tell you—that
-<span class='pageno' id='Page_41'>41</span>you will not see me for a
-day or two. I wish you not to
-worry about me.”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>I gazed at him in perplexity
-that was too great to permit of
-my framing a question. His
-haggard glance met mine again,
-and again he put his hand upon
-my shoulder with a gesture of
-affection; then he turned and
-went slowly away.</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>The incident diminished my
-appetite, for I had expected to
-interest him in my banquet.
-I sat for hours afterwards, gazing
-out of the cavern entrance
-at the moonlighted grove,
-silent and desolate beyond
-any telling. I think I never
-<span class='pageno' id='Page_42'>42</span>felt more alone than just
-then.</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>The problem was my only
-company; I had no idea where
-Daniel had gone; but after a
-feverish sleep I was up again
-at dawn, my mind fully made
-up for a search. I fear I drag
-out my story—it was nearly
-sundown when at last my efforts
-were rewarded. I was returning
-home in despair and misery,
-when, suddenly, in the back of
-the same cliffs in which was
-our home, I saw another opening,
-and with a gleam of hope
-I hurried towards it and peered
-in. It was too dark to see, but
-I entered and stepped to one
-<span class='pageno' id='Page_43'>43</span>side in the darkness; and then,
-as my eyes adjusted themselves
-to the gloom, I saw my brother.</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>I was unperceived, and I
-went forward until I could see
-him plainly. He sat upon a
-block of stone, the edge of
-which his hands gripped tensely;
-with his face slightly raised,
-he was staring before him into
-space. I would describe, if I
-could, the impression which his
-whole appearance gave me; it
-was of a man undergoing some
-fearful strain. The knotted
-muscles stood out upon his
-arms; his nostrils were distended,
-his breath coming fast, and
-I could see the veins throbbing
-<span class='pageno' id='Page_44'>44</span>in his forehead. I stood for I
-know not how long, with my
-heart beating madly, a strange,
-indescribable <i>fear</i> in possession
-of me. Divining the truth instinctively,
-I moved in front of
-him and gazed into his eyes;
-he neither saw me nor heard
-me, nor gave any sign that he
-was conscious of my presence.
-Then suddenly, unable to bear
-the strain any longer, I clutched
-him in my arms, crying wildly:
-“Daniel! Daniel!”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>To my horror, he gave no
-signs. Even then I clung to
-him, I shook him; I could
-feel the quivering of his tense
-arms. At last, completely
-<span class='pageno' id='Page_45'>45</span>overcome, I turned and staggered
-from the place.</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>All that night I lay stretched
-out upon the bed, sleepless.
-I had studied medicine, but
-nothing that I had ever heard
-of bore any resemblance to this.
-Perhaps two hours after sunrise,
-as I was sitting with my
-eyes fixed in the direction of
-the other cavern, all at once I
-saw my brother appear.</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>I sprang up in sheer fright;
-he was pale beyond imagination.
-He paid no attention to
-me, but went past me and entered
-the cave. He groped his
-way to his larder and, sinking
-down upon the ground, took
-<span class='pageno' id='Page_46'>46</span>some of the food and ate it
-slowly. There was a bowl of
-milk which I had put there,
-and which he drank. Then
-he lay down, resting his head
-upon his arm, and fell fast
-asleep.</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>I followed him in silence
-when he rose, his weakness apparently
-gone. He went to
-the spring which was near the
-cavern, and bathed his face and
-arms in the stream below it.
-After that he came towards me
-and, sitting down beside me,
-put his arm around me.</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“Dear brother,” he said, “it
-was very good of you; but please
-do not do what you did again.”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'><span class='pageno' id='Page_47'>47</span>“You knew that I was
-there?” I cried.</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“Yes,” he said, “I knew it.”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“And why did you not answer
-me?”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“I could not answer you,
-brother?” And then with a
-sudden gesture he checked me.
-“I could not even tell you <i>why</i>,”
-he said. “It must suffice you,
-Edward, to know that this must
-be, and that you cannot help
-it.”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“But it will kill me!” I cried.</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“Perhaps,” he said very
-quietly, “or perhaps it will kill
-me first. I cannot tell.”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>We stood for some minutes
-without speaking. “Daniel,” I
-<span class='pageno' id='Page_48'>48</span>ventured at last, “I had hoped
-that in the external ways
-I might assist you—your
-food, perhaps——”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“I could not let you serve
-me,” he answered; “I have no
-way to serve you in return.
-And, besides that, I have learned
-to do cheerfully what little
-physical toil I must. The
-island is covered with food,
-you know.”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“But if you should be sick?”
-I cried.</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“If I should be sick,” he
-said, “I should either get well
-again, or else die.”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“Then you do not feel pain?”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“To learn to bear pain has
-<span class='pageno' id='Page_49'>49</span>been one of my tasks,” was the
-response. “I should think,”
-he continued, changing the
-subject abruptly, “that if you
-had studied all your life as you
-did when we lived together, by
-this time you would not fear
-solitude—that you would find
-in this new world enough to fill
-all your time.”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“I might—perhaps I shall,”
-I said; “but, Daniel, you have
-been here twenty years, and
-never seen a ship! So how
-could I know that the result of
-any studies of mine would ever
-be made known to the world?
-I have not even any paper to
-write upon.”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'><span class='pageno' id='Page_50'>50</span>The other sat gazing ahead
-of him at the moonlit water
-through the trees; I saw the
-strange smile upon the lips
-again.</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“All that sorrow,” he said—“I
-fought with it once myself,
-and how I wish that I could
-help you to fight with it! For
-a year or so I also waited for a
-ship, and wrote down the best
-of my music, and poured out
-the tears of my soul. But, Edward,
-I no longer write my
-music, and I no longer fear
-lest my work be not made
-known to the world.”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>His voice had sunk low.
-Over the tree-tops a silver moon
-<span class='pageno' id='Page_51'>51</span>was gleaming, and his eyes were
-fixed upon it. “On that huge
-ball of iron and rock,” said he,
-“there was once power and life
-and beauty; and now it rolls
-there through the years and the
-ages, cold and dead and still.
-And some day this planet, too,
-will roll through the years and
-the ages; and no eye will behold
-it, and no mind will be aware
-of it; and the voices of men
-will be hushed upon it, and the
-monuments of men will be dust
-upon it; and Edward, what
-then of my music, what then of
-your science and your books?”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>I answered nothing.</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“Perhaps in all the ages that
-<span class='pageno' id='Page_52'>52</span>have gone over this island,” he
-continued, “no human foot
-ever trod upon it before.”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>And so my brother passed
-on, pressing his hand upon my
-shoulder; and through the
-watches of the night I saw him
-pacing backward and forward,
-backward and forward, upon
-the long, white stretch of sand.</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>A month must have passed
-after that—I took little heed of
-the time. I toiled at the cave,
-I played hunter and naturalist.
-I was busy with my hands, but
-very seldom was I happy or at
-peace. For day after day that
-silent figure roamed here and
-there before my eyes, and hour
-<span class='pageno' id='Page_53'>53</span>after hour those strange, silent
-vigils to the black cavern continued.
-I grew more and more
-restless and oppressed, until at
-last, one night, at the end of a
-long and exhausting vigil, my
-impatience reached its climax.</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>I remember how I sat by
-his side and caught his hand,
-like a supplicating child.
-“Daniel,” I asked, “has it never
-occurred to you that you are
-unkind to me?”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“Unkind?” he asked gently.</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“Unkind,” I said, “I have
-waited—how long have I waited.
-It seemed to me that it
-could not last for ever—that
-you would not continue to
-<span class='pageno' id='Page_54'>54</span>treat me always as if I were a
-child.”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“Edward,” he said, “I know
-what you are going to say. I
-wish that you would spare me.”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“I cannot spare you!” I cried
-with sudden vehemence. “I
-tell you I cannot bear it—I tell
-you I shall go mad! This loneliness
-and this haunting perplexity—I
-swear to you that I
-cannot endure it any longer!”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>My brother sat gazing before
-him. After a moment I went
-on, more quietly, pleading with
-him. “Daniel,” I said, “you
-cannot ever persuade me that
-you must needs treat me as you
-have treated me since I came
-<span class='pageno' id='Page_55'>55</span>to this place. I came here to
-seek for you—for that purpose
-alone—and with love in my
-heart. And you keep me from
-you, you treat me as if I were
-not a human being!”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“Stop, Edward!” cried my
-brother imploringly; “do not
-say such things as that! Ah!
-what can I tell you? How can
-I say it to you?—it is not
-enough that you should be a
-human being.”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“Not enough!” I echoed.</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“Ah! do you suppose—can
-you suppose—that if this thing
-of which we speak were mine
-to give—if by losing it myself
-I could give it to you—can you
-<span class='pageno' id='Page_56'>56</span>suppose I would not do it, and
-do it with joy? All that love
-could make possible I would
-do—how much I would do I
-cannot tell you. But this that
-you ask of me—this I <i>cannot</i>
-do!”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“You mean”—I clung to the
-argument with my scientific
-instinct—“you mean that
-there is in your own life, in
-your own mind, certain things
-which could be conveyed to
-another’s?”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“I do,” he said.</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“But the use of words——”
-I began.</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“No words could have any
-relation to this,” he said.</p>
-
-<p class='c010'><span class='pageno' id='Page_57'>57</span>“But ideas, Daniel!” I protested.
-“There may be ideas
-in the mind for which we can
-find no words, but surely we
-can approximate them, we can
-foreshadow them.”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“There are some things in
-my mind that are not ideas,”
-was the quick reply.</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“I do not understand that,”
-I exclaimed.</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“I know it,” said my brother;
-“that is the point.”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“But,” I cried in vexation,
-“but what could such things
-be? How can one think——”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“‘In that high hour thought
-was not,’” my brother quoted.</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>I sat silent, and a long pause
-<span class='pageno' id='Page_58'>58</span>followed. Then I began once
-more: “Let me ask you, Daniel;
-perhaps you do not understand
-how difficult it is for one mind
-to believe that it cannot grasp
-what is in another mind. But
-this—this knowledge to which
-you have come—you must surely
-have come to it by degrees, by
-a process?”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“Yes,” said he.</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“And of that—surely you
-could explain to me at least the
-beginning, which might help
-me to divine in what the difference
-consists?”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>He answered nothing for a
-moment; I went on quickly:
-“Ah, I fear that there must be
-<span class='pageno' id='Page_59'>59</span>another reason that you do not
-realise. Might it not be true
-that you would find it easier to
-explain to another than to me?
-Is it not at all that you shrink
-from my ways of thinking? Is
-it not that you know that I have
-never understood your art?”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“Tell me,” he asked suddenly,
-“what have you thought about
-me since you have been here?”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“What difference does it
-make what I think?” I cried.
-“What data have I for thinking
-anything? I know that I am
-in the presence of something
-which haunts me; and also that
-I have never been more
-wretched in my life.</p>
-
-<p class='c010'><span class='pageno' id='Page_60'>60</span>“Ah, Daniel,” I cried, “be
-fair with me—you have not been
-fair! Why should you shrink
-from me as if I were a base
-person? What harm could it do,
-even if I did not understand
-you? I cannot help it—the
-effect of this thing upon me;
-I am a grown man, and yet you
-have turned me into a child
-again. If you were to tell
-me about ghosts, I think I
-should take it for the truth.”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“Ah,” said my brother.</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“Yes, even that!” I cried.
-“But you think I am not worthy
-even to guess at your life and
-your knowledge—no, do not try
-to stop me, I know that this is
-<span class='pageno' id='Page_61'>61</span>the fact! If it were not so,
-you would trust to love—you
-would not cast me away from
-you, you would do what you
-could!”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“Be still! Be still!” he whispered.
-“Do not speak to me
-that way—I will do what I can—I
-will tell you what I am able.”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>For a long time he sat with
-knit brows. Then at last he
-began his story.</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“I go back,” he said, “to the
-time when I first landed on this
-island. The ship was wrecked
-upon the bar just ahead of
-us; and later, when the sea
-fell, we set to work to save
-from it as much as we
-<span class='pageno' id='Page_62'>62</span>could. The voyage had restored
-my health, and I had my
-violin; and when I ascertained
-that the place sheltered no wild
-beasts or men, I was myself
-well content to remain as long
-as might be necessary. I had
-no doubt that some ship would
-appear in the end; and meanwhile
-there was nothing to
-trouble me, except the enforced
-companionship of men who did
-not understand me. In the
-end, I escaped from that trouble
-with the plea that if I took up
-my residence at the other side
-of the island I could better
-watch the sea; and so I built a
-tiny hut, and was, I think, as
-<span class='pageno' id='Page_63'>63</span>happy as I had ever been before.</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“But as the months passed
-by and no vessel appeared, the
-situation changed. I perceived
-that sooner or later my violin
-would be useless; and about
-the same time the sailors came
-to me to say that they had decided
-to rig a boat with a sail,
-and endeavor to reach some inhabited
-island. It was the time
-of quiet seas, and they preferred
-to run the risk to remaining
-longer in isolation.</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“I was then called upon to
-make the great decision. Should
-I chance my life with the rest,
-or should I trust to the certainty
-<span class='pageno' id='Page_64'>64</span>that some day a vessel
-would appear, and meanwhile
-devote myself to the work which
-loomed before me—the living
-of my life, the seeking of the
-power which I felt to be hidden
-in me, without any external assistance
-or reference whatever?
-Perhaps had I seen the twenty
-years before me, I should have
-shrunk from the task; but, as
-it was, I chose what was to be
-the bolder, to my companions
-the more timid, course.</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“After that, of course, there
-could be no halfway measures.
-I had to make good my purpose;
-I had to face either absolute
-victory or absolute defeat. As
-<span class='pageno' id='Page_65'>65</span>I had expected, my violin soon
-became useless, and, no ship
-appearing, I perceived in the
-end that I had to give up that
-thought, too.</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“I have already hinted the
-grounds of my argument to
-you. It is my belief that life is
-its own end, and needs no justification.
-It is also my belief
-that each individual soul is a
-microcosm self-sufficient, and
-its own excuse for being. Each
-day as I wrought, I came to be
-more and more possessed with
-that truth, it came to be more
-and more self-evident and final;
-until at last there came a day
-when I would not have hailed
-<span class='pageno' id='Page_66'>66</span>a ship had I seen one—when
-the life that loomed up before
-me within my own heart was a
-thing of so much interest that
-the rest of the world was nothing
-in comparison.</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“At first I had felt just as you
-feel now—I had been interested
-in food and clothing and light,
-and what not else; but in the
-end I found myself behaving
-as a soldier upon a long campaign—I
-strewed my path with
-the things that had once been
-necessities, and that now were
-encumbrances. It proved thus
-with my violin—strings or no
-strings; the music that throbbed
-in my soul and swept me away
-<span class='pageno' id='Page_67'>67</span>into the far spaces of my being—it
-was no longer to be limited
-and restrained by what human
-fingers could achieve. It was
-as if I had once plodded upon
-the land and now discovered
-wings. When the vision came
-to me, I no longer toiled for
-weeks to shape it and record
-it—I went on where the new
-light shone, where the new
-hope beckoned; and so, day
-after day, toward things with
-which it is not easy for words
-to deal.”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>My brother paused for a
-while; I did not speak.</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“When I try to talk to you
-of these things,” he said at last,
-<span class='pageno' id='Page_68'>68</span>“I do not know where I stand.
-I find myself thinking of the
-brother I remember—who was
-content to call himself a materialist.
-You ask me what was
-this life that I speak of—was it
-thought, was it motion, was it
-will? It was all, I think;
-always it involved contemplation,
-the beholding of a universe
-of being, and the comprehending
-of it as an utterance of
-power; and always it was emotion,
-the flooding of one’s being
-with an oceantide of joy and
-exultation; and always it was
-will—it was the concentration
-of all the powers of one’s soul
-in one colossal effort. But
-<span class='pageno' id='Page_69'>69</span>chiefest of all, I think—and
-what is hardest even to hint at—it
-was the fourth, and the highest
-of the faculties of the mind—it
-was imagination.</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“It is endless—that is the
-first thing that a man learns
-about it—it is the very presence
-of the infinite. And also he
-learns that it is at his command—that
-it is no accident, but his
-being itself; that he has but to
-call, and it comes; that he has
-but to knock, and it is opened
-unto him. It is that for which
-pilgrims and crusaders have
-fought, which prophets and
-saints have sung. And it is
-that, of course, which is the life
-<span class='pageno' id='Page_70'>70</span>of music. Music lies nearest
-to this mystery; to him who
-understands, it is the living
-presence of the spirit. Its
-movement is the building up of
-that ecstasy, its complexity is
-the infiniteness of that vision—all
-the fulness and the wonder
-and the glory of it are there.”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>I give but my recollection of
-my brother’s words. He paused
-again and sat gazing before him.
-“I do not know,” he said,
-“how much these metaphors
-convey to you. A long time
-had passed—some eight years,
-I imagine, though I kept no
-count of the time. I was coming
-bit by bit to a new and
-<span class='pageno' id='Page_71'>71</span>strange experience—one which
-is not of this life, and one which
-would seem to you, I imagine,
-as altogether supernatural.</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“So,” said Daniel, “you
-must believe me as you can.
-I have spoken of strange bursts
-of vision, sudden gleams of
-insight which shake one’s being
-to its depth. Such experiences
-are not unusual—poets
-have sung of them; but
-now there came to be something
-which, strange as it may
-sound, seemed to be not of a
-kind with my own soul—something
-which affected me with
-an indescribable <i>fear</i>. I fought
-against the thought, for I had
-<span class='pageno' id='Page_72'>72</span>no belief in the unseen. I strive
-to put into words something
-that cannot be put into words—but
-I was like a man groping
-in utter darkness, and touching
-something <i>alive</i>. I had fought
-my way into this unknown land,
-and everywhere I had gone, so
-far, the things that I achieved
-were of my own power, the impulses
-were those of my own
-will. But now, day by day, I
-was haunted by the unthinkable
-suspicion that into my life was
-coming something that was not
-myself. I was a bird mounting
-upon the air—and the air had
-a will of its own! It was something
-that repelled me—something
-<span class='pageno' id='Page_73'>73</span>that drew me. I wrestled
-with the thought day and night,
-comparing it with anything of
-which I had ever heard or
-known. But in vain—it was
-new to me.</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“These things of which I
-speak you must understand as
-happening in the midst of a
-tempest of emotions; I sat in a
-state which there is no imagining—I
-ate nothing for days, I sat
-for days without moving, until
-at last there came the climax,
-a desperate resolve, a mounting
-up, a battling with unseen
-forces, a knocking upon unseen
-doors—and then a sudden rending
-away of barriers, and the
-<span class='pageno' id='Page_74'>74</span>inpouring of a sea of life. I
-can only use metaphors. I was
-a traveller, and I had toiled towards
-the sunrise, climbing
-peak upon peak, and suddenly
-I had stepped out upon the
-summit, and stood transfixed
-with the glory of an endless
-vision of dawn.”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>My brother’s voice had sunk
-to a whisper, and his hand lay
-upon my arm. I cannot tell
-how his words had affected
-me.</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“And this—this thing——” I
-ventured. “It is real?”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“It is real,” he said; “there
-is nothing else so real.”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“And it—it is a heaven?”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'><span class='pageno' id='Page_75'>75</span>“No,” he said, “it is another
-earth.”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>I started.</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“As a scientist,” he said—“what
-do you believe about the
-universe? Is there life throughout
-it?”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“I do not know, it is a possibility.”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“Yes,” said Daniel; “but for
-me it is a certainty. It is a fact
-in which I live, day after day.”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>I had caught him by the arm.</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“Daniel!” I cried.</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“It is just so,” he said.</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“Another planet?”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“I do not know,” was the
-answer. “Another race of beings,
-is all that I can tell you.”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'><span class='pageno' id='Page_76'>76</span>“And are they human
-beings?”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“They have passed entirely
-beyond anything which those
-words can mean to me.”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“And you know them?”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“Yes.”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“And personally?”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“More than personally.”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“How do you mean?”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“I know them directly. I live
-in their lives. I know them as I
-know the symphony I hear—as
-one drop of water knows the sea.”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>I was dazed; I could hardly
-think. “And their name?” I
-asked.</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“They have no name,” said
-my brother, “they have no
-<span class='pageno' id='Page_77'>77</span>words. They have passed the
-need of language—they communicate
-with each other by immediate
-spiritual union. Their
-life is upon a higher plane than
-ours; they do not deal in ideas,
-but in imaginative intuitions.”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“And then, Daniel, when
-you—when you pass into that
-trance—it is that!”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“It is that,” said he. “By
-an effort of my will I lift myself
-into their consciousness; but
-because my physical and mental
-faculties have not been prepared
-by long ages of development,
-my time with them is limited,
-and I fall back to recruit my
-strength.”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'><span class='pageno' id='Page_78'>78</span>“And this has been going on
-for years?”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“For ten or twelve years,”
-was his reply.</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>It will, perhaps, be best for
-me to give the substance of
-what he told me in the long
-conversation which ensued. “I
-do not know where these people
-are,” he told me. “I only
-know that throughout universal
-space they are the race which
-is nearest in its development to
-our own. I do not know what
-they look like. I have never
-seen nor heard them. I only
-live their lives. I do not ask
-them any questions; our relation
-is nothing of that sort. It
-<span class='pageno' id='Page_79'>79</span>is as if they were playing music
-which I heard; but also as if
-their music was their whole life,
-so that I know all they have and
-do. Their presence comes to
-me as the inwelling of universal
-joy; of love and worship and
-rapture, unending and unthinkable.
-Their life is infinite variety—immediate
-and perpetual
-expansion—spiritual insight developing
-in a ratio determined
-by the will of the individuals.
-It is as if a man were to witness
-the springtime arising of Nature,
-but taking place in an
-hour instead of three months;
-and he comprehending it, not
-from the outside, but living
-<span class='pageno' id='Page_80'>80</span>it, as a bursting forth of
-song.”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“And to this song there is no
-limit?” I asked him.</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“When you speak of the soul
-as being infinite,” said Daniel,
-“you do not mean that it extends
-merely beyond your
-thoughts, but you mean that
-you may heap quantity upon
-quantity, and multiply quantity
-by quantity, in any ratio and at
-any speed you please, and still
-have infinity before you.”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“You mean that these beings
-understand what is going on in
-each other’s mind?”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“They understand all minds
-as you understand your own.
-<span class='pageno' id='Page_81'>81</span>It is of the nature of spiritual
-passion to mingle at
-a certain stage of intensity,
-like electricity in the lightning
-flash. This race has developed
-a new sense, just as man
-has developed senses which
-are not possessed by lower
-animals.”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“And these people were once
-men?”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“Presumably.”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“And then they have escaped
-altogether from the sorrows of
-life?”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“Say, rather,” he answered,
-“that they have escaped to the
-sorrows of life. The essence
-of life is sorrow.”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'><span class='pageno' id='Page_82'>82</span>“It does not seem so, from
-your picture,” I said.</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“That is simple because my
-picture is not understood.
-Every one of these beings of
-whom I speak bears in his
-bosom a pain for which there
-are no words; every one of
-them—there are countless numbers
-of them, living each in my
-consciousness as the voice of
-one instrument lives in a symphony—each
-one is a Titan
-spirit, wrestling day and night
-without end, without possibility
-of respite, and bearing on his
-shoulders a universal load of
-woe. In no way could you
-imagine one better than as a
-<span class='pageno' id='Page_83'>83</span>soldier in the crisis of the battle,
-panting, and blind with pain,
-dying amid the glory of his
-achievement.”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“And such a life!” I cried
-“Why do they live it?”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“They lived it because it demands
-with the voice of all
-their being to be lived; because
-the presence of it is rapture and
-unutterable holiness; because it
-will allow no questions, because
-it is instant, imperative, and
-final—<i>it will be lived!</i>”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>I sat in silence. “Do I
-gather from your words,” I
-asked, “that immortality is not
-one of the privileges of this
-race?”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'><span class='pageno' id='Page_84'>84</span>He smiled again. “The
-spiritual life,” he said, “does
-not begin until the thought of
-immortality is flung away. A
-man’s duty looms up before
-him—and in his weakness he
-will not do it, but puts the
-fruition of his life into another
-world, where the terms are not
-so hard!”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“This people,” I asked—“what
-do they know about
-God?”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“They know no more than
-men do,” was the answer,
-“except that they know they
-know nothing. They know
-that the veil is not lifted. It is
-not that for which they seek—life
-<span class='pageno' id='Page_85'>85</span>is their task, and life only;
-to behold its endless fruition;
-to dwell in the beauty of it,
-to wield power of it; to toil
-at its whirling loom, to build
-up palaces of music from it.
-Ah, my brother, why have
-you never lived a symphony?”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“These people have no physical
-life?” I asked.</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“Assuredly, they have,” was
-his answer, “it is a life which
-does not enter their consciousness—any
-more than, for instance,
-the beating of your
-heart and the renewing of your
-tissues. They have attained
-to mastery over the world of
-<span class='pageno' id='Page_86'>86</span>matter. They temper the seasons
-to their wish; disease and ill-health
-they have banished entirely;
-and understanding the
-ways of Nature, they create
-their food at will.”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“And their society knows no
-rich and no poor? Their government?”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“They have no government,”
-he said, “their law is their
-inspiration.”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>Until far into the night we
-sat talking; and then, early in
-the morning, as I went out
-upon the beach—I saw a ship
-standing in towards the shore!
-I recall, as if it were yesterday,
-how my heart leaped up, and
-<span class='pageno' id='Page_87'>87</span>with what an agony of uncertainty
-I stood waving a signal.</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>And then I rushed to see my
-brother, shouting the news
-aloud. Startled with his own
-thoughts, he gazed at me in
-perplexity.</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“A ship has come!” I cried.
-“A ship!”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“A ship!” he echoed; and
-then with a sudden light: “Oh,
-I see!”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“Come!” I cried. “They
-will take us aboard!”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>But my brother shook his
-head. “No Edward,” he replied,
-“I cannot do that.”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>I started. “No,” he said
-again, “do not ask me. You
-<span class='pageno' id='Page_88'>88</span>go—but let me stay here until
-the end!”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“What can you mean?” I
-cried. “Can you really suppose
-that I would leave you?”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“I am not fitted to travel,”
-he said—“I do not wish to
-change. And I could not face
-the thing which you call
-civilisation. It has no interest
-for me.”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>“But we can live in the
-country,” I cried. “I have
-money—nothing need trouble
-you!” But all my arguments
-made no impression upon him;
-he would only repeat that he
-desired to be left alone. I tried
-to move him by saying that I
-<span class='pageno' id='Page_89'>89</span>would not leave him. I might
-stay if I chose, he said—he
-could not help that; but if I
-were wise, I would leave him
-to his own life; and I would
-not subject him to the pain of
-meeting the strangers upon the
-ship. They would not understand,
-and they would only
-cause him vexation. And even
-while I was protesting with
-him, we heard the shouts of men
-upon the shore. He rose up and
-laid his hand upon my shoulder,
-and kissed me upon the
-forehead, saying: “Be wise—or
-let me be wise for you. Respect
-my judgment and let me go.”</p>
-
-<p class='c010'>And so he turned and started
-<span class='pageno' id='Page_90'>90</span>away toward the centre of
-the island. At the edge of the
-thicket he turned and waved
-his hand to me. I never saw
-him again.</p>
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