She eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 371 pages of information about She.

Well, that is all I have to say.  Of the history itself the reader must judge.  I give it him, with the exception of a very few alterations, made with the object of concealing the identity of the actors from the general public, exactly as it came to me.  Personally I have made up my mind to refrain from comments.  At first I was inclined to believe that this history of a woman on whom, clothed in the majesty of her almost endless years, the shadow of Eternity itself lay like the dark wing of Night, was some gigantic allegory of which I could not catch the meaning.  Then I thought that it might be a bold attempt to portray the possible results of practical immortality, informing the substance of a mortal who yet drew her strength from Earth, and in whose human bosom passions yet rose and fell and beat as in the undying world around her the winds and the tides rise and fall and beat unceasingly.  But as I went on I abandoned that idea also.  To me the story seems to bear the stamp of truth upon its face.  Its explanation I must leave to others, and with this slight preface, which circumstances make necessary, I introduce the world to Ayesha and the Caves of Kor.—­The Editor.

P.S.—­There is on consideration one circumstance that, after a reperusal of this history, struck me with so much force that I cannot resist calling the attention of the reader to it.  He will observe that so far as we are made acquainted with him there appears to be nothing in the character of Leo Vincey which in the opinion of most people would have been likely to attract an intellect so powerful as that of Ayesha.  He is not even, at any rate to my view, particularly interesting.  Indeed, one might imagine that Mr. Holly would under ordinary circumstances have easily outstripped him in the favour of She.  Can it be that extremes meet, and that the very excess and splendour of her mind led her by means of some strange physical reaction to worship at the shrine of matter?  Was that ancient Kallikrates nothing but a splendid animal loved for his hereditary Greek beauty?  Or is the true explanation what I believe it to be—­namely, that Ayesha, seeing further than we can see, perceived the germ and smouldering spark of greatness which lay hid within her lover’s soul, and well knew that under the influence of her gift of life, watered by her wisdom, and shone upon with the sunshine of her presence, it would bloom like a flower and flash out like a star, filling the world with light and fragrance?

Here also I am not able to answer, but must leave the reader to form his own judgment on the facts before him, as detailed by Mr. Holly in the following pages.

I

MY VISITOR

There are some events of which each circumstance and surrounding detail seems to be graven on the memory in such fashion that we cannot forget it, and so it is with the scene that I am about to describe.  It rises as clearly before my mind at this moment as thought it had happened but yesterday.

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