Half the terrors and miseries of life lie only
in the minds of men. They even cause the very tragedies they would avoid
by expecting them."
He said the last words with a sort of strong contempt--then, more
quietly, he added:
"You, Domini, why should you feel the uncertainty of life, especially
at Mogar? You need not. You can choose not to. Life is the same in its
chances here as everywhere?"
"But you," she answered--"did you not feel a tragic influence when we
arrived here? Do you remember how you looked at the tower?"
"The tower!" he said, with a quick glance at De Trevignac. "I--why
should I look at the tower?"
"I don't know, but you did, almost as if you were afraid of it."
"My tower!" said De Trevignac.
Another roar of laughter reached them from the camp fire. It made Domini
smile in sympathy, but De Trevignac and Androvsky looked at each other
for a moment, the one with a sort of earnest inquiry, the other with
hostility, or what seemed hostility, across the circle of lamplight that
lay between them.
"A tower rising in the desert emphasises the desolation. I suppose that
was it," Androvsky said, as the laugh died down into Batouch's throaty
chuckle.
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