I did not see visions from my past life as drowning men are supposed to do, but--and this shows how strong was her empire over me--my mind flew back to Ayesha.

I seemed to behold her and a man at her side, standing over me in some dark, rocky gulf.

She was wrapped in a long travelling cloak, and her lovely eyes were wild with fear.

I rose to salute her, and make report, but she cried in a fierce, concentrated voice--"What evil thing has happened here?
Thou livest; then where is my lord Leo?
Speak, man, and say where thou hast hid my lord--or die." The vision was extraordinarily real and vivid, I remember, and, considered in connection with a certain subsequent event, in all ways most remarkable, but it passed as swiftly as it came.
Then my senses left me.
I saw a light again.

I heard a voice, that of Leo.