"I must. I am going away, so speak out, I entreat you. You love me still, Helena?"
"I am here. Isn't that enough?" she said, putting her arms about his neck and laying her head on his breast.
He kissed her, and there was silence for some moments more. Then in a sharp, agitated whisper she said—
"Gordon, that man is coming between us."
"Ishmael Ameer?"
"Yes."
"What utter absurdity, Helena!"
"No, I'm telling you the truth. That man is coming between us. I know it—I feel it—something is speaking to me—warning me. Listen! Last night I saw it in a dream. I cannot remember what happened but he was there, and you and I, and your father and mine, and then——"
"My dear Nell, how foolish! But I see what has happened. When did you receive the Princess Nazimah's letter?"
"Last night—just before going to bed."