This tremulous hesitation of
varying color did not last long; the whole jewel-like mass swept
together, expanding and contracting with extraordinary swiftness for a
few seconds--then, suddenly and clearly defined in the sky, a Kingly
Crown blazed forth--a Crown of perfect shape, its five points distinctly
and separately outlined and flashing as with a million rubies and
diamonds. The red lustre warmly tinged the pale features of the dying
man, and startled Valdemar, who sprang to his feet and gazed at that
mystic aureola with a cry of wonder. At the same moment Olaf Gueldmar
stirred, and began to speak drowsily without opening his eyes.
"Dawn on the sea!" he murmured--"The white waves gleam and sparkle
beneath the prow, and the ship makes swift way through the water! It is
dawn in my heart--the dawn of love for thee and me, my Thelma--fear not!
The rose of passion is a hardy flower that can bloom in the north as
well as in the south, believe me! Thelma--Thelma!"
He suddenly opened his eyes, and realizing his surroundings, raised
himself half-erect.
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