With a ring of mastery in his voice he went on: "Do you not see the meaning of this?
Does it not throw a light on the intention of the Queen?
She, who was guided by augury, and magic, and superstition, naturally chose a time for her resurrection which seemed to have been pointed out by the High Gods themselves, who had sent their message on a thunderbolt from other worlds.

When such a time was fixed by supernal wisdom, would it not be the height of human wisdom to avail itself of it?
Thus it is"-- here his voice deepened and trembled with the intensity of his feeling--"that to us and our time is given the opportunity of this wondrous peep into the old world, such as has been the privilege of none other of our time; which may never be again.
"From first to last the cryptic writing and symbolism of that wondrous tomb of that wondrous woman is full of guiding light; and the key of the many mysteries lies in that most wondrous Jewel which she held in her dead hand over the dead heart, which she hoped and believed would beat again in a newer and nobler world! "There are only loose ends now to consider.

Margaret has given us the true inwardness of the feeling of the other Queen!" He looked at her fondly, and stroked her hand as he said it.

"For my own part I sincerely hope she is right; for in such case it will be a joy, I am sure, to all of us to assist at such a realisation of hope.

But we must not go too fast, or believe too much in our present state of knowledge.