I cannot explain why, any more than I could explain last night how that great Zulu savage was able to prophesy my coming.

But sometimes we can wring secrets from the Unknown, and I believe that I have won this truth in answer to my prayers, that my wife still lives." "After twenty years, John ?" "Yes, after twenty years.

Why do you suppose," he asked almost fiercely, "that for two-thirds of a generation I have wandered about among African savages, pretending to be crazy because these wild people revere the mad and always let them pass unharmed ?" "I thought it was to collect butterflies and botanical specimens." "Butterflies and botanical specimens! These were the pretext.

I have been and am searching for my wife.

You may think it a folly, especially considering what was her condition when we separated--she was expecting a child, Allan--but I do not.