We were to use it, and to prove
ourselves worthy of it by lifting ourselves up to the level of the
Spot of Life. In other words, the spot would be opened when, and
only when, we had learned the secrets of the occult, and--had
opened the Spot ourselves!"
Watson thought he understood partly. He asked:
"And that is why you doubt me?"
"You, my lord? Not so! You were found in the Temple of the Bell
and Leaf; not on the Spot itself, to be sure, but on the floor of
the temple. You were, both in your person and in your dress, of
another world; you had been promised by the Rhamda Avec; and, in a
sense, you were a part of the prophecy. We accepted you!"
"But I speak your language. Account for that, Geos."
"It need not be accounted for, my lord. We accept it as fact. The
affinity of spirit would not be bound by the limitation of
artificial speech. That you should talk the Thomahlia language is
no more strange than that Rhamda Avec, when he passed into your
world, should speak your tongue."
"We call our language English," supplied Watson. "It is the tongue
of the Jarados and of myself."
"Tell me of the Jarados, my lord!" with renewed eagerness. "In the
other world--what is he?"
It was Chick's opportunity. By telling the simple truth about Dr.
Holcomb he would enhance himself in the eyes of Rhamda Geas.
"In the other world--we call it America--the Jaradas is a Rhamda
much like yourself, the head and chief of many Rhamdas sitting in
a great institution devoted to intelligence.
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