however hideous they may be I prefer them to the prismatic
colours of romance."

Brynhild, smiling, quoted;

"Their science roamed from star to star
And than itself found nothing greater.
What wonder? In a Leyden jar
They bottled the Creator?"

"There is nothing greater than science," said Mrs. Ingmar with
soft reverence. "The mind of man is the foot-rule of the
universe."

She meditated for a moment and then added that my kind interests
in their plans decided her to tell me that she would be returning
to Europe and then to Canada in a few months with a favourite
niece as her companion while Brynhild would remain in India with
friends in Mooltan for a time. I looked eagerly at her but she
was lost in her own thoughts and it was evidently not the time to
say more.

If I had hoped for a vision before I left the neighbourhood of
that strange House of Beauty where a spirit imprisoned appeared
to await the day of enlightenment I was disappointed. These
things do not happen as one expects or would choose. The wind
bloweth where it listeth until the laws which govern the inner
life are understood, and then we would not choose if we could for
we know that all is better than well. In this world, either in
the blinded sight of daily life or in the clarity of the true