The Mystics

Description

"John," he said, tremulously, "I want you to swear to me by the Sign that you will not touch my body -- nor anything on my body -- till the Arch-Councillor comes! Swear, as you hope for your own happiness!" A wild illumination spread over his face; the unpleasant fanatical light showed again in his eyes.For a moment John looked at him; then stirred by his own emotions, by the new pang of self-reproach and gratitude towards this half-crazy man so near his end, he went forward and touched the small octagonal symbol that gleamed in the light."I swear -- by the Sign!" he said, in a low, level voice. And almost as the words escaped him, the chain slipped from old Henderson’s fingers, his jaw dropped, and his head fell forward on his chest.

First Sentence

OF all the sensations to which the human mind is a prey, there is none so powerful in its finality, so chilling in its sense of an impending event as the knowledge that Death-grim, implacable Death-has cast his shadow on a life that custom and circumstance have rendered familiar.

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Other Editions

• The MysticsPaperbackWildside Press2007-04-30
• The MysticsHardcoverWildside Press2002-08-01
• The MysticsPaperbackWildside Press2002-08-01
• The MysticsPaperbackKessinger Publishing2004-05-31
• The MysticseBookWildside Press2007-01-01
• The MysticsHardcoverKessinger Publishing, LLC2007-07-25