I shall
ask that one be appointed at once."
"To that," said the yogi, mildly, "I have not the least objection. In
fact, Mr. Lester, I do not know why you should tell me your plans.
But, for some reason, you seem to regard me as an adversary. I am
not--I am no man's adversary. I object to nothing; I have no right to
object to anything. I am simply Miss Vaughan's friend and
well-wisher, and seek her happiness. I should like to be your friend
also."
"And Swain's?" I queried, a little brutally.
"The friend of all men," said the yogi, simply. "They are all my
brothers. We are children of the same Great Spirit."
I was silent for a moment. Then I took Swain's letter from my pocket.
"If you are sincere," I said, "you can easily prove it. I have a
letter here from Swain. He gave it to me to-day, and I promised to
give it to Miss Vaughan to-night."
Without a word, he crossed to the bell and rang it. The maid answered.
"Mr. Lester has a letter which you will give to your mistress," he said.
"And you will wait for an answer," I added.
The girl took the letter and went away. Silva sat down again, and when
I glanced at him, I saw that his eyes were closed.
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