"My life!--your Arab child named me, Allen Fenwick?"

"My Arab child told me that the person in whom I should thus naturally seek
an ally was he who had saved the life of the man whom I then meant for my
heir, if I died unmarried and childless. She told me that I should not be
many hours in this town, which she described minutely, before you would be
made known to me. She described this house, with yonder lights, and yon
dancers. In her trance she saw us sitting together, as we now sit. I
accepted the invitation of our host, when he suddenly accosted me on
entering the town, confident that I should meet you here, without even
asking whether a person of your name were a resident in the place; and now
you know why I have so freely unbosomed myself of much that might well
make you, a physician, doubt the soundness of my understanding. The same
infant, whose vision has been realized up to this moment, has warned me
also that I am here at great peril. What that peril may be I have
declined to learn, as I have ever declined to ask from the future what
affects only my own life on this earth. That life I regard with supreme
indifference, conscious that I have only to discharge, while it lasts, the
duties for which it is bestowed on me, to the best of my imperfect power;
and aware that minds the strongest and souls the purest may fall into the
sloth habitual to predestinarians, if they suffer the action due to the
present hour to be awed and paralyzed by some grim shadow on the future!
It is only where, irrespectively of aught that can menace myself, a light
not struck out of my own reason can guide me to disarm evil or minister to
good, that I feel privileged to avail myself of those mirrors on which
things, near and far, reflect themselves calm and distinct as the banks
and the mountain peak are reflected in the glass of a lake. Here, then,
under this roof, and by your side, I shall behold him who--Lo! the moment
has come,--I behold him now!"