f Second Sight on the
occasion. Surely, if ever there was a time when she might have had cause
of apprehension, it might well have been when I asked the Lady whom she
did not know to marry me--the Lady of whose identity I knew nothing, even
whose name I did not know--whom I loved with all my heart and soul--my
Lady of the Shroud.

I have lost faith in Second Sight.

RUPERT'S JOURNAL--_Continued_.

_July_ 1, 1907.

Another week gone. I have waited patiently, and I am at last rewarded by
another letter. I was preparing for bed a little while ago, when I heard
the same mysterious sound at the door as on the last two occasions. I
hurried to the glass door, and there found another close-folded letter.
But I could see no sign of my Lady, or of any other living being. The
letter, which was without direction, ran as follows:

"If you are still of the same mind, and feel no misgivings, meet me at
the Church of St. Sava beyond the Creek to-morrow night at a quarter
before midnight. If you come, come in secret, and, of course, alone. Do
not come at all unless you are prepared for a terrible ordeal. But if
you love me, and have neither doubts nor fears, come. Come!"

Needless to say, I did not sleep last night. I tried to, but without
success. It was no morbid happiness that kept me awake, no doubting, no
fear. I was simply overwhelmed with the idea of the coming rapture when
I should call my Lady my very, very own. In this sea of happy
expectation all lesser things were submerged. Even sleep, which is an
imperative force with me, failed in its usual effectiveness, and I lay
still, calm, content.

With the coming of the morning, however, restlessness began. I did not
know what to do, how to restrain myself, where to look for an anodyne.
Happily the latter came in the shape of Rooke, who turned up shortly
after breakfast. He had a satisfactory tale to tell me of the armoured
yacht, which had lain off Cattaro on the previous night, and to which he
had brought his contingent of crew which had waited for her coming. He
did not like to take the risk of going into any port with such a vessel,
lest he might be detained or otherwise hampered by forms, and had gone
out upon the open sea before daylight. There was on board the yacht a
tiny torpedo-boat, for which provision was made both for hoisting on deck
and housing there. This last would run into t