As relaxed as you delight, Gideon took the pouch and without even opening it said, Oh, the Ambrose Stone. Dont tell me the Boatman of Pondicherry was here. His voice was so topic-of-fact, as if this sort of thing happened everyday. I glanced at Marla hoping she would say a touch to sustain my enthusiasm, but she seemed even less smiling by my news.
Thats right, Gideon,she said, dont you dredge up Boatman saying a touch about charitable the Ambrose Stone to John? But that was quite a while back.
Ah, now I dredge up, replied Gideon, rotary to me,of way, John, the Ambrose Stone. Youve wanted to have it since you were a modest boy. How could I have forgotten? You planning it would go miracles for you. You know, John, he said wistfully, I think you might still judge the Ambrose Stone is a magic genie.
Well, isnt it? Isnt that why this stone is legendary? I asked some what disappointed by their lack of appreciation.
Oh John, Marla replied,dont you know by now that the magic is not in the stone? Its not in the sky,the water or the trees. The magic is in you.Its been there all along. This stone or crystals,icons, crosses, beads,rabbitsfoot and all other secret code are just that secret code of a touch else, a touch far stuck-up. The magic of the Ambrose Stone is only a reflection, and a poor one at that, of the true magic of your being.
My moral fiber fell. After all these years, I now had possession of the magical stone only to discover that there was no magic in the stone after all. Was my member of the clergy deceived by the stories he had heard? Was the old man who lived by the river just a tale repeated by parents to enthrall modest family tree? And yet, it seemed that Gideon knew the Boatman, or else knew of him. Were there no mysteries left in the universe, no magic after all? My facial expression changed, sinking to an image of dejection. Pandayji patted me on the shoulder and said, I, too, have heard stories of this stone. I don"t know, they were only myths, but I have heard that myths and myths have their origins in some form of truth. Who knows, John, maybe the myths were just over-exaggerated.
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