Белые люди
Chapter VI
MacNairn’slowvoicesaidoutoftheshadownearme,“TheFearwouldbegoneforever.”
“Perhapsthewholemysteryisassimpleasthis,”saidherson’svoice“assimpleasthis:thatastherearetonesofmusictoofinetoberegisteredbythehumanear,sotheremaybevibrationsoflightnottobeseenbythehumaneye;formandcoloraswellassounds;justbeyondearthlyperception,andyetasrealasourselves,asformedasourselves,onlyexistinginthatotherdimension.”
TherewasanintensenesswhichwasalmostanoteofanguishinMrs.MacNairn’sanswer,eventhoughhervoicewasverylow.Iinvoluntarilyturnedmyheadtolookather,thoughofcourseitwastoodarktoseeherface.Ifeltsomehowasifherhandswerewrungtogetherinherlap.
“Oh!”shesaid,“ifoneonlyhadsomeshadowofaproofthatthemysteryisonlythatWEcannotsee,thatWEcannothear,thoughtheyarereallyquitenearus,withus—theoneswhoseemtohavegoneawayandwhomwefeelwecannotlivewithout.Ifoncewecouldbesure!TherewouldbenoFear—therewouldbenone!”
“Dearest”—heoftencalledher“Dearest,”andhisvoicehadawonderfulsoundinthedarkness;itwascaressandstrength,anditseemedtospeaktoherofthingstheyknewwhichIdidnot—“wehavevowedtoeachotherthatweWILLbelievethereisnoreasonforTheFear.Itwasavowbetweenus.”
“Yes!Yes!”shecried,breathlessly,“butsometimes,Hector—sometimes—”
“MissMuircarriedoesnotfeelit—”
“Pleasesay‘Ysobel’!”Ibrokein.“Pleasedo.
