A strong shudder shook the young man's frame; his before nerveless hands grasped those of Heliobas with force and fervour, and still meeting that steady look which seemed to pierce the very centre of his system, Prince Ivan, like Lazarus of old, arose and stood erect.

As he did so, Heliobas withdrew his eyes, dropped his hands and smiled.
"You are better, Ivan ?" he inquired kindly.
The Prince looked about him, bewildered.

He passed one hand across his forehead without replying.

Then he turned slightly and perceived me in the window-embrasure, whither I had retreated in fear and wonderment at the marvellous power of Heliobas, thus openly and plainly displayed.
"Tell me," he said, addressing me, "have I been dreaming ?" I could not answer him.

I was glad to see him recover, yet I was a little afraid.