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These lovers prate very little of love。 Their desire runs too deep for mere speech。 It is a desire made up of as much spiritual as carnal fire。 It is fierce but steady in ecstacy and agony； indistinguish… able the one from the other。 Rezanov； man of the great world； it purifies。 Concha it strengthens and makes indomitable。 They will abide delay。 They will endure in faith and hopethe faith and hope both dimmed by the vague and unshakable intui… tion or premonition that fate has marked them for derision。 Nevertheless； they will endure。
There is a meeting on a path that overlooks where the white seas strike their tents。 It is a meeting of little action； of few words。 It is tense with the almost inexpressible； but at its end； confronting the doubtful future； realizing that when Rezanov goes he may not return； this girl tells him： 〃I will give myself to you forever； how much or little that may mean here on earth。 Forever！〃 And then that scene in the moonlight amid the scent of the Cas… tilian roses； when Concha； as signal of her trust in her lover； lifts the little wisps of hair that conceal her ears and shows them to himit throbs with passionate purity in memory yet。
Rezanov sails away to Sitka with provisions； thence to Siberia； and then begins the long ride over endless versts of land； across streams in icy flood； in rain and cold and snow towards the capitol and the Czar。 Delays； disasters to vehicles and horses and the maddening lengthening of time。 From drenchings and freezing comes the fever that calls for more speed。 Krasnoiarsk is reached。 The fever mounts； the traveler must stop and rest and be cared for。 His visions commingle his objective and his memories 。 。 。 CONCHA！ 。 。 。 The snowy steppes and the inky rivers。 。 。 。 His servant en… ters the room in the inn 。 。 。 Why 。 。 。 〃Where has Jon found Castilian roses in this barren land？〃 。 。 。 〃and his unconquerably sanguine spirit flared high before a vision of eternal and unthinkable happiness〃 。 。 。 Castilian roses！ Concha Arguello waits among them； immortal； sainted in her purity and fidelity； ministering to her poor Indians； her face alight with unquenchable memory and with surety of an eventual everlasting tryst。 Those Cas… tilian roses！ They perfume forever one's mem… ories of this pair； puissant in faith； in this novel that is a poem and a shrine of that love which lives when death itself is dead。
WILLIAM MARION REEDY
REZANOV
I
As the little ship that had three times raced with death sailed past the gray headlands and into the straits of San Francisco on that brilliant April morning of 1806； Rezanov forgot the bitter hu… miliations； the mental and physical torments； the deprivations and dangers of the past three years； forgot those harrowing months in the harbor of Nagasaki when the Russian bear had caged his tail in the presence of eyes aslant； his dismay at Kam… chatka when he had been forced to send home an… other to vindicate his failure； and to remain in the Tsar's incontiguous and barbarous northeastern possessions as representative of his Imperial Majesty； and plenipotentiary of the Company his own genius had created； forgot the year of loneli… ness and hardship and peril in whose jaws the bravest was impotent； forgot even his pitiable crew； diseased when he left Sitka； that had filled the Juno with their groans and laments； and the bells of youth； long still； rang in his soul once more。
〃It is the spring in California；〃 he thought； with a sigh that curled at the edge。 〃However；〃 life had made him philosophical； 〃the moments of un… reasonable happiness are the most enviable no doubt； for there is neither gall nor satiety in the reaction。 All this is as enchanting aswell； as a woman's promise。 What lies beyond？ Illiterate and mer… cenary Spaniards； vicious natives； and boundless ennui； one may safely wager。 But if all California is as beautiful as this； no man that has spent a winter in Sitka should ask for more。〃
In the extent and variety of his travels Rezanov had seen Nature more awesome of feature but never more fair。 On his immediate right as he sailed down the straits toward the narrow entrance to be known as the Golden Gate； there was little to interest save the surf and the masses of outlying rocks where the seals leapt and barked； the shore beyond was sandy and low。 But on his left the last of the northern mountains rose straight from the water； the warm red of its deeply indented cliffs rich in harmony with the green of slope and height。 There was not a tree； the mountains； the promon… tories； the hills far down on the right beyond the sand dunes； looked like stupendous waves of lava that had cooled into every gracious line and fold within the art of relenting Nature； granted ages after； a light coat of verdure to clothe the terrible mystery of birth。 The great bay； as blue and tran… quil as a high mountain lake； as silent as if the planet still slept after the agonies of labor； looked to be broken by a number of promontories； rising from their points far out in the water to the high back of the land； but as the Juno pursued her slant… ing way down the channel Rezanov saw that the most imposing of these was but the end of a large island； and that scattered near were other islands； masses of rock like the castellated heights that rise abruptly from the plains of Italy and Spain； far away； narrow straits； with a glittering expanse be… yond； while bounding the whole eastern rim of this splendid sheet of water was a chain of violet hills； with the pale green mist of new grass here and there； and purple hollows that might mean groves of trees crouching low against the cold winds of summer； in the soft pale blue haze above and be… yond； the lofty volcanic peak of a mountain range。 Not a human being； not a boat； not even a herd of cattle was to be seen； and Rezanov； for a moment forgetting to exult in the length of Russia's arm； yielded himself to the subtle influence abroad in the air； and felt that he could dream as he had dreamed in a youth when the courts of Europe to the boy were as fabulous as El Dorado in the im… mensity of ancestral seclusions。
〃It is like the approach to paradise； is it not； Excellency？〃 a deferential voice murmured at his elbow。
The plenipotentiary frowned without turning his head。 Dr。 Langsdorff； surgeon and naturalist； had accompanied the Embassy to Japan； and although Rezanov had never found any man more of a bore and would willingly have seen the last of him at Kamchatka； a skilful dispenser of drugs and mender of bones was necessary in his hazardous voy… ages； and he retained him in his suite。 Langsdorff returned his polite tolerance with all the hidden re… sources of his spleen； but his curiosity and scientific enthusiasm would have sustained him through greater trials than the exactions of an autocrat； whom at least he had never ceased to respect in the most trying moments at Nagasaki。
〃Yes；〃 said Rezanov。 〃But I wonder you find anything to admire in such unportable objects as mountains and water。 I have not seen a living thing but gulls and seal； and God knows we had enough of both at Sitka。〃
〃Ah； your excellency； in a land as fertile as this； and c