If Zara be not with you, seek her.
The name will be familiar to you, by reason of your late
employment, even though she may have escaped your personal
recognition till now. Therefore, I repeat, if Zara be not with you
now, turn about and seek her. I charge you so.
But something tells me that you will be together, standing side by
side, happier in the great love that has come to you both, than all
your dreams have ever promised. Therefore, I bless you and may the
good God who made you for each other, hold you in his keeping
always.
SABEREVSKI.
Zara and I were both strangely silent after the reading of the letter,
but I took her quietly in my arms, and she pillowed her head against my
shoulder while we looked out across the moonlit sea, praising God, and
insensibly calling down blessings upon the name of our good friend.
"Saberevski knew me to be a nihilist, and warned me against it that
day," she said to me.
"He was the dearest friend I ever had," I replied; and she murmured: "He was a good man."
Who can tell how Alexis Saberevski could have foreseen this meeting of
the ways, between Zara and me? What was it that directed his prophetic
vision across the mystery of many months, to discover us two, standing
side by side, when we perused his letter? What was it that told him
that we would love and wed?
Many years have passed since that night on the steamship's deck, and we
have never seen nor heard from Saberevski since.
He was a mystery to me when I knew him; he remains a mystery still.
But the greatest mystery of all is love.