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For two or three minutes after the masked spokesman of the Inner Circle
had ceased speaking, there was absolute silence in the room. The calmly
spoken words which deliberately sketched out the ruin of a civilisation
and the establishment of a new order of things made a deep impression on
Arnold's mind. He saw clearly that he was standing at the parting of the
ways, and facing the most tremendous crisis that could occur in the life
of a human being.
It was only natural that he should look back, as he did, to the life
from which a single step would now part him for ever, without the
possibility of going back. He knew that if he once put his hands to the
plough, and looked back, death, swift and inevitable, would be the
penalty of his wavering. This, however, he had already weighed and decided.
Most of what he had heard had found an echo in his own convictions.
Moreover, the life that he had left had no charms for him, while to be
one of the chief factors in a world-revolution was a destiny worthy both
of himself and his invention. So the fatal resolution was taken, and he
spoke the words that bound him for ever to the Brotherhood.
"As I have already told Mr. Colston," he began by saying "I will join
and faithfully serve the Brotherhood if the conditions that I feel
compelled to make are granted"--
"We know them already," interrupted the spokesman, "and they are freely
granted. Indeed, you can hardly fail to see that we are trusting you to
a far greater extent than it is possible for us to make you trust us,
unless you choose to do so. The air-ship once built and afloat under
your command, the game of war would to a great extent be in your own
hands. True, you would not survive treachery very long; but, on the
other hand, if it became necessary to kill you, the air-ship would be
useless, that is, if you took your secret of the motive power with you
into the next world."
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