CHAPTER XXII
THE LOOSING OF THE POWERS
When I came to myself again, it was daylight. I saw the calm, gentle face of Qros bending over me as he poured some strong fluid down my throat that seemed to shoot through all my body, and melt a curtain in my mind. I saw also that beside him stood Ayesha.
“Speak, man, speak,” she said in a terrible voice. “What hast chanced here? Thou livest, then where is my lord? Where hast thou hid my lord? Tell me—or die.”
It was the vision that I saw when my senses left me in the snow of the avalanche, fulfilled to the last detail!
“Atene has taken him,” I answered.
“Atene has taken him and thou art left alive?”
“Do not be wrath with me,” I answered, “it is no fault of mine. Little wonder we were deceived after thou hadst said that thou mightest summon u
