It had not been seemingly organised or
laid out on any plan; and yet it had shown me this, that my own
intentions and desires counted for nothing. I had meant to work, and I
had been mostly idle; I had intended to study psychology, and I had
found love. How much wiser and deeper it had all been than anything
which I had designed!
Even now I was uncertain how to find Cynthia. But recollecting that
Amroth had warned me that I had gained new powers which I might
exercise, I set myself to use them. I concentrated myself upon the
thought of Cynthia; and in a moment, just as the hand of a man in a
dark room, feeling for some familiar object, encounters and closes upon
the thing he is seeking, I seemed to touch and embrace the thought of
Cynthia. I directed myself thither. The breeze fanned my hair, and as I
opened my eyes I saw that I was in an unfamiliar place--not the forest
where I had left Cynthia, but in a terraced garden, under a great hill,
wooded to the peak. Stone steps ran up through the terraces, the topmost
of which was crowned by a long irregular building, very quaintly
designed. I went up the steps, and, looking about me, caught sight of
two figures seated on a wooden seat at a little distance from me,
overlooking the valley.
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