And at that moment the Horizon beyond Eternity did indeed approach closer, approach into the realm of the possible.
He admitted nothing, and she did not press it. She sat down in the big armchair on the small corner left by Larry, who was curled up in it asleep. He shifted a little to make more room for her and laid a gentle feathered paw upon her knee.
“That’s odd,” said North. “He won’t let anyone else come near my chair when he’s in it.”
“He knows I’m a link,” said Ruth, smiling. “I wish you could look on me as that too.”
“I do—but for purposes of research only. You mustn’t drive me too quickly.”
“I won’t. Indeed I won’t.” She spoke with the earnestness of a child who has asked a favour. “I only want you just not to shut it all out.”
“I’m interested, and that is as far as I can go at present. I wondered if you would care to read a bit of Dick’s diary which I have here. It came to me with other papers, and there are some letters here.”
“Oh!” The exclamation was full of interest and pleasure.
He gave her the small packet, smiling, and she held it between both her hands for a moment looking at it.
“They will be very sacred to me,” she said.