ill fortune? Your way is clear. Your future and your work beckon you back to your foreign home beyond the sea. With you will go also what lore I too have gathered for mankind—to lands where it will be of wider use than it can ever here. I see the glimmerings of dawn in the eastern heaven. Day is at hand. Go before your subjects are abroad. Go before your project is discovered. For truly I believe that if you go not now you will linger the remainder of your days a captive king in Popsipetel."
Great decisions often take no more than a moment in the making. Against the now paling sky I saw the Doctor's figure suddenly stiffen. Slowly he lifted the Sacred Crown from off his head and laid it on the sands.
And when he spoke his voice was choked with tears.
"They will find it here," he murmured, "when they come to search for me. And they will know that I have gone.… My children, my poor children! I wonder will they ever understand why it was I left them.… I wonder will they ever understand and forgive."
He took his old hat from Bumpo; then facing Long Arrow, gripped his outstretched hand in silence.
"You decide aright, oh Kindly One," said the Indian—"though none will miss and mourn you
