“It is for you to save these souls!”
“I shall stay in Regan’s star!”
“This dwarf realm is only a stepping-stone toward a higher throne. Not here is your sphere, with bird men and women. Up there they wait for you!”
He raised his hand and the clouds above them cleared away; beyond the gold they saw Jupiter; his fiery globe was splotched with great, glowing surfaces of yellow.
“Do you see them? Those are my golden lakes. The little, smooth, green moon near the star is one of the satellites which you can save. It is small, but three times the size of this star.”
Rondah answered nothing.
“That beautiful world has perishing multitudes. They wait for you, Rondah! Will you lose them their salvation for one man of Earth? You are waiting for one merely human. I am of a race more powerful, as my world is greater. You alone can reveal the truths to these worlds. You must teach them, save them. Rondah, Rondah, why do you not look at me?”
His strong, white hands clutched the air beside her, but they could not touch the woman of Earth.
“Rondah, you are the spirit, you are my love!”
“Do you not know I do not love you?” said Rondah, quietly. “Does one so mighty know so little of human hearts?”