But Geos did not reply. Why, Chick could not guess. He thought it
best not to press the question; in good time, if he went at it
carefully, he could gain his end with safety. At the moment he
must not arouse suspicion. He chose another query.
"Did Avec go alone?"
"No. The Nervina went with him. Rather, she followed within a few
hours."
"Ah!"
It was out before Watson could think. The Rhamda looked up
suddenly.
"Then you have seen the Nervina! You know her?"
Chick lied. It was not his intention, just at present, to tie
himself down to anything that might prove compromising or
restraining.
"The name is--familiar. Who is this Nervina?"
"She is one of the queens. I thought--My dear sir, she is one of
the queens of Thomahlia, half Kospian, half D'Hartian; of the
first royal line running through from the day of the Jarados."
Chick cogitated for a moment. Then, taking an entirely new tack:
"You say the Rhamda and this Nervina, independently, solved the
mystery of the Spot of Life, I believe you call it. And that Spot
leads, apparently, into the occult?"
"Apparently, if not positively. It was the wisdom of Avec, mostly.
He had been in communication with your world by means of his own
discovery and application. It was all in line with the prophecy.
"Since he and the Nervina left, the people of the world have been
in a state of ferment.
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