Well, so it is in everything; yes, even in the heart of man.

Shall I gather some of this juice also?
No; for then I might repent and save him, remembering that he has loved me, and thus lose her I seek, her whom I must win back or be withered.

Let the messenger of the King of Heaven save him, if he can.

This tree lies on his path; perchance he may prevail upon its dead to tell him of the bane and of the antidote." And once more the wizard laughed mockingly.
***** The vision passed.

At this moment Thomas Owen, recovering from his swoon, lifted his head from the window-place.