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daniel <danielthomasandrewdaly@live.com.au> wrote:
> 
> The First Chronicles of the
> Children of Destiny
> 
> The Oraphim Sandalphon
> 
> “The Heart of Leopold Bradlock”
> 
> by
> Daniel Thomas Andrew Daly
> © 2009
> www.noahidebooks.com
> 
> 
> Chapter One
> 
> 6008 SC (2038 AD)
> 
> ‘Leopold Bradlock.  Do you really love me Leopold Bradlock?’  ‘Look,
> Jane.  I didn’t traipse half way around the world to see you for
> nothing.  Of course I love you.  But the question is do you love me?
> I still remember, you know.  The way you look at my father when mother
> is not around.  I still think you have something for him.’  Jane
> Talbourne turned away, too embarrassed to say anything.  Eventually
> she turned to look at Leo.  ‘Well, what have you been doing in New
> Zealand then?  Making a good living I hope.’  Leo smiled.  That was
> just like Jane – to change the subject when pushed.  But he would let
> it go.  ‘Yeh, dad and I are in business together now.  We own a chain
> of 3 comic stores in Auckland, Wellington and Christchurch.  The
> Dragon’s lair comics and collectables.  Doing bloody good business as
> well.’  ‘Comics?  Why comics?  That doesn’t sound like Callodyn.’
> ‘No, not really.  Me neither.  He went to a comic convention and saw
> the kinds of prices they can go for after only a few years if it is a
> key issue.  He started collecting them for a few years and began
> reading the various magazines on the subject.  And business is now
> doing well.  Big opportunities if you know the right price to sell the
> product at and if you know your key target audience.’  Jane nodded.
> At least they were doing well financially by the looks of it.  ‘So why
> have you chased me down, Leo.  Seriously, I want to know.’  ‘Brax
> asked me to.  Told me you were connected to the family, now, and
> wanted you taken care of.’  Jane looked at him, slightly puzzled.
> ‘Brax?’  Leo looked at her, and decided to share something of his
> recent adventures.  ‘Brax works for Alexander Darvanius and his son
> Alexander Darvanius II.  I think he is Alexander I’s son in some sort
> of way.  Illegitimate I think.’  ‘Alexander Darvanius!’ exclaimed
> Jane.  ‘You can not be serious.  Do you know just how many shady
> connections there are to that name?  I have been researching him for
> ages now and he is trying to rule the world as far as I am
> concerned.’  ‘Believe me, Jane, they know all about you and your
> research.  It doesn’t bother them.  They say you misunderstand the
> family and its intentions.  Quite honorable they maintain.’  ‘Well I
> know people who would say otherwise, Leo.  Who would definitely say
> otherwise.’  ‘And who are they?’ asked Leo.  Jane thought about that
> and decided to share what she knew.  ‘James.  James Castleton and a
> friend of his, June Middlesworth.  They were involved in a number of
> situations with the Darvanius clan and James nearly died once because
> of it.  They watched James for years before leaving him alone.’
> ‘Well, I don’t really know what that is all about, Jane.  But they
> have been nothing but friendly to our family.  Look, yeah, I know.  At
> first they just watched us and we were worried a lot. That might be
> what James was going through.  But they started talking to us and
> sharing a little of their vision for the future with us.  I think if
> this James fellow got to know them a little bit better he would have
> less concerns.  I mean they have helped us out a lot.  Brax gave
> father a cheque for $500,000 New Zealand dollars – simply a gift from
> the Darvanius foundation to family.’  ‘And exactly how are they
> family?’  ‘Dad is a Bradlock.  There are strong connections with a
> John Bradlock and his son Damien Bradlock.  Alexander II knows them
> well.  They are part of the Alpha Gamma Delta corporation.’  ‘Oh.  So
> Callodyn is related to this John Bradlock, is he?’  ‘Something like
> that.  I was not told the official story, but they are apparently
> family in some way.’  Jane took in this information.  It somewhat
> allayed her fears about Alexander Darvanius and his son.  Perhaps they
> were just misunderstood.  But she still had suspicions.
> 
> They chatted on that afternoon sitting in a Crossden café near the
> social security office.  Later they took a walk through Crossden
> visiting the old neighbourhood and they came back to the Talbourne
> family home were Jane lived again.  Leo enjoyed catching up with David
> and Samantha and the four of them chatted about old times.  Jane asked
> Leo if he wanted to stay the night, to which he agreed, declaring that
> he was in town for a few weeks anyway.  Primarily to catch up with
> Jane for he had things he wanted to discuss with her.  Personal
> things.
> 
> 
> Chapter Two
> 
> 6008 SC (2038 AD)
> 
> They walked along the edge of the oval, watching the juniors play a
> traditional game of cricket, Leo taking minor interest.  ‘So really,
> nothing serious, huh?’  ‘Not really, Leo.  No major boyfriends.  A few
> flirts, a tiny bit of romance, but nothing to write home about, if you
> know what I mean.’  ‘That is basically my story as well.’  ‘So is that
> it, then?  You have finally come home to claim your girl?’  Leo looked
> at her, smiled a little and put up his hand to brush a curl of her
> hair from her face.  ‘Why else, Jane?  Why else?  Unless you are in
> love with my father, that is?’  Jane grabbed his hand and, deciding
> not to answer, caused them to both sit down and turned his hand over.
> ‘Let me tell you your fortune,’ she said smiling.  They both looked
> down at his hand.
> 
> ‘Your life line says you will live for millions of years.  Millions
> and millions of years.’  He smiled.  She was being very kind.  ‘And
> children.  My God, more than King David.’  ‘Really, Jane.  And just
> how many.’  ‘Too many, believe me.’  ‘And does the hand say anything
> about the mother of all those children?’  Jane looked at him, still
> holding his hand.  ‘Just that she is beautiful, Leo.  Beautiful and
> that she loves you.’  Leo nodded.  He hoped so.  ‘Well, how rich will
> I be?’  Jane giggled and returned her focus to the hand.  ‘Oh, wealthy
> beyond your wildest imagination.’  ‘Oh, I can imagine a lot,’ replied
> Leopold.  ‘Well wealthier beyond even that,’ smirked Jane.  ‘Let’s
> hope so,’ responded Leo.
> 
> The continued carousing most of that afternoon and around 4 found
> themselves in the café again, Leo reflecting on some of his recent
> history.  ‘Well, we started slow in New Zealand.  Mum gained work as a
> receptionist and Dad worked as a fisherman for some time.  Bloody hard
> work he always tells me.  We started in Christchurch, but later moved
> to Auckland were we still are.  And now we have the comic business and
> are making a small fortune every year.  A big eBay business as well.’
> Jane nodded.  ‘And how did the Darvanius family come into it?’  ‘Well,
> dad noticed Brax watching him every now and then in Christchurch.  And
> then when we moved to Auckland he followed us.  Dad was nervous often,
> but eventually Brax disclosed his reasons for following us.’  ‘And
> those reasons were?’ inquired Jane.  ‘Like I told you.  Family
> connections.  Apparently John Bradlock is from Hull were dad comes
> from.  I think John actually might be my grandfather, but dad doesn’t
> confirm that.  Damien Bradlock is definitely John’s son, so I guess
> dad and Damien are probably brothers.  That seems to be the
> connection.’  ‘And how does the Darvanius family come into this?’
> ‘Very old family ties between the Bradlock’s and the Darvanius.  They
> go back in centuries together in business.  From what Brax has subtley
> alluded to, both families are members of the Illuminati.’  Jane
> nodded.  ‘I could have told you that about the Darvanius family.  A
> suspicion of mine for quite some time.’  Leo nodded.  ‘So you have
> studied Alexander huh?  Anything I should know?’  ‘Just to be careful
> about them.  Very careful.  I have fears – biblical fears – about that
> family.’  Leo looked at her, slightly puzzled.  ‘Your not religious
> are you, Jane.  I don’t recall that being much of an issue to you.’
> ‘Oh, you know.  Things change.’ ‘And how exactly does the Darvanius
> family figure into that?’  Jane looked at him but thought better about
> answering.  Perhaps there were things best not shared.  Best not
> shared until absolutely necessary.  She stood and motioned to him they
> were leaving.  She purchased a soft drink and as they started walking
> back to her house Jane decided to speak.  ‘Leo.  Do you believe in
> God?’  Leo looked at her strangely for a few moments, and turned
> away.  ‘No.  I mean, well yes, I guess.  I suppose there is a higher
> power.  But I don’t have any faith in it.  Not part of my life.  Why
> do you ask?’  ‘Well I do, now, Leo.  A great deal.  And I believe in
> the Bible as well, especially the prophetical sections.’  Leo nodded,
> not really interested in a religious discussion, but putting up with
> it for Jane’s sake.’  So what has that got to do with the Darvanius
> family?’  Jane looked at him and turned her head away.  ‘Well that is
> the question, isn’t it Leopold Bradlock.’  Leo gave her a funny look,
> but just walked on.
> 
> 
> Chapter Three
> 
> 6008 SC (2038 AD)
> 
> Jane looked at the cheque in her hand.  It was for ₤100,000.  ‘100,000
> pounds! Exclaimed Jane.  You can not be serious.  And this is a gift?
> From Brax?’  ‘From the Darvanius family, actually.  They know you have
> been close to Callodyn and myself – best friends in a sense – and they
> want you to be taken care of.  Apparently, if you are ever in real
> need, you should let them know and they will help you out.’  Jane
> looked at Leo.  She was suspicious – very suspicious.  But the sheer
> weight of a cheque for 100,000 British pounds really did have
> persuasive power.  And now she was caught in two minds.  Certainly,
> she had all sorts of convictions about the Darvanius family.  But what
> proof did she ultimately have?  And with a cheque for 100,000 British
> pounds tempting her, it was very difficult for her to now say no to
> the family.  She stared at the cheque, undecided.  And then a little
> voice in the back of her mind said this.  ‘Do not worry about it.
> Their family loves you.’  And so Jane, despite thinking she should
> perhaps no better, folded the cheque in half and put it in her
> handbag.
> 
> Trying her best that afternoon as they cruised around Crossden, taking
> in the sights, Jane could not help but thinking what she could spend
> the money on.  And later on that night, looking at the cheque, she
> reflected on one basic thing.  She was still a kid at heart and a big
> cheque made anyone smile.
> 
> The following day, Monday, Jane was due for school in her teaching
> position, but rang up telling the school she would be sick for the
> week and to call the fill in teacher.  The secretary wished her to get
> well soon and Leopold suggested they travel down to London for a
> week.  ‘Oh, can we go and see Lucy in ‘The Phantom of the Opera’.  She
> is in the starring role.  She is doing so well for herself now.  So
> well.’  Lucy Bridges was an old friend of Callodyn’s and Rachel’s who
> had now found success as an actress on the London stage.  She had
> starred in a number of British movies, not yet tempted to try her luck
> in Hollywood.  She visited Jane from time to time in Crossden and Jane
> thought it the perfect opportunity to visit her friend in London with
> Leo tagging along.  Leo agreed to the idea and after renting a car
> they began the trip down to London.
> 
> As they drove from Crossden, heading east to England and then along
> the highway down to London, Jane looked out over the countryside.
> Green, ever green seemingly, was England, just like Wales.  As a
> nation they were blessed with abundant rainfall and always lived an
> idyllic lifestyle.  But it was a colder nation, compared to Australia
> from what Rachel had once told her, but it was all Jane had really
> ever known.
> 
> As they drove down Jane thought she might cash the cheque with her
> bank when she got to London.  It was a blank cheque and wouldn’t take
> too long to clear.  Thinking over all the wonderful stores in the high
> end of London she wondered just what she would buy herself.
> 
> They stopped just north of London, having drove most of the day, and
> had a late lunch in a lovely English Inn.  Jane enjoyed the steak and
> kidney pie and Leo was enjoying his warm beer.  He had a little too
> much to drink that afternoon and Jane suggested they stay in the town
> for the night, to which Leo agreed.  She went off for a walk in the
> town after they had settled into the inn which had accommodation, and
> Jane found herself standing in front of her bank.  She took the cheque
> out of her hand and sat down on a bench in front of the bank, just
> looking at it.  She had convictions.  Many convictions.  So much of
> her was telling her simply to cash the cheque and not worry about it.
> But part of her was asking her this, ‘Do you want to be a hypocrite?
> Taking money from the Darvanius family to buy you off?  You know what
> they stand for?’  But despite thinking in the end that she should know
> better, eventually walked into the bank and deposited the cheque.  She
> could be wrong about the Darvanius family in the end, couldn’t she?
> And that money looked awfully attractive.
> 
> 
> Chapter Four
> 
> 6008 SC (2038 AD)
> 
> ‘So how long have you and Tommy been married?’ Jane asked Lucy.
> ‘About 2 years now.  Oh, we were girlfriend and boyfriend on and off
> for years, but I eventually came to London and the relationship
> disappeared somewhat.  But he tracked me down three years ago and
> after dating we married.  So I am Mrs Anderson now, and ever so happy
> to be.’  Jane thought on Lucy’s tale.  Lucy had married her first
> boyfriend, the one who had taken her virginally.  She thought on her
> own virginity and the hope she once had that Leopold would be the
> first to take it.  Perhaps, even now, with Leopold in her very
> presence, such a thing might soon become a reality.  Although Leo had
> made no moves on her she could not help but notice his stare from time
> to time.  Perhaps, even sooner than expected, he might be the one.
> 
> ‘Well, you were excellent tonight Lucy.’  ‘Thanks Leo.  I am glad you
> two came.  We have been having sell-out performances for a while now,
> but there are always a few tickets left for the people to show up on
> the night.’  ‘If the price is right,’ commented Leo sarcastically.
> ‘No, they don’t come cheap,’ admitted Lucy.
> 
> Lucy invited them to a late supper with some of the cast at a nearby
> all-night café they regularly frequented.  All that evening Jane and
> Leo learned much of the life of Lucy Bridges especially the most
> surprising news of all.  Lucy had actually worked for the Darvanius
> family in New York a number of years previously.  She then disclosed
> very personal details about her relationship with Alexander Darvanius
> II.  Taking in the news Jane was not really surprised.  ‘He is a
> lion,’ said Lucy.  ‘Alexander is a young Lion, ready to devour all who
> would oppose him.  He thinks of himself as the true King of this human
> jungle, ready to kill all adversaries.  And believe me, when he is
> dressed in black and when those eyes look at you, you feel his power.
> As if he is born beyond human men in some way.’  Jane nodded, taking
> all of that information in.  It sounded like the Alexander Darvanius
> her and June had talked about.  The one she expected to one day rule
> the world.  ‘Oh, yes,’ continued Lucy.  ‘He thinks he will rule the
> world one day.  Absolutely convinced of it.’  Jane nodded.  What a
> thing to just say, she thought to herself.
> 
> Later on Leo and Jane had found a hotel near the theatre and were in
> separate beds in a two bed bedroom.  Leo came out of the bathroom,
> pyjama pants on, but no top on.  He was half naked, his chest muscles
> rippling in front of her.  She looked on anxiously and noted how Leo
> looked a little somewhat like his father.  But only a little.  They
> were generally quite different in most respects.  But she couldn’t
> help but think of Callodyn as she was staring at his son, her once
> best friend.
> 
> Leo looked at her, noticing how she was looking at him.  And it dawned
> on him to ask the question.  ‘Jane.  Well, you know.  Jane.’  ‘What?’
> she asked nervously.  He came down and sat next to her on her bed.  He
> took her hand and spoke softly to her.  ‘You know I love you, Jane.  I
> will always love you.  Always.’  Jane looked downwards.  Somehow she
> knew that in all eternity before her that statement had always and
> would always remain true.  He continued.  ‘If you want romance
> tonight.  If you want some of the pleasure of the flesh, well, I am
> happy to oblige.  I guess it is the real reason I came to see you.
> Apart from delivering the cheque I wanted to know if something might
> happen between us.  Oh, there have been girls in New Zealand.  But
> nothing serious.  Nothing serious yet.  But you are still important to
> me.  And I guess if there is any girl in the Heart of Leopold
> Bradlock, it is probably yourself Jane Talbourne.’  Jane nodded.  She
> appreciated his words and looking at him and realizing that perhaps no
> other should take her in the way she desired, she nodded to him.  She
> watched him undress and when he stood before her naked, she looked at
> his manhood.  She beckoned him towards her and, slowly, and
> passionately, she gave herself to the one who had claimed her like no
> other.
> 
> 
> Chapter Five
> 
> 6008 SC (2038 AD)
> 
> Leo looked at the news.  ‘Another announcement from that Taheb
> figure,’ he commented to Jane.  ‘He is starting to become very
> popular.’  Jane nodded.  ‘Some think he is a messianic figure.
> Supposedly the first messianic redeemer as he represents the Torah of
> the Samaritan community,’ she replied.  ‘First messianic redeemer?
> You mean there are others?’  ‘From some certain theological
> perspectives.  Next comes the traditional Jewish view on the messiah.
> The ‘David’ figure that Judah hopes for?’  ‘Judah?’ queried Leo.  ‘Ok,
> the Torah is the first five books of the bible.  The Samaritans hold
> to the torah alone and the Taheb represents the Samaritan community
> and the Samaritans, according to their doctrine, represent the
> northern kingdom of Israel.  Thus he represents the first messianic
> redeemer at the end of days.’  Leo nodded, understanding seemingly
> apparent.  ‘Next comes the southern kingdom of Judah’s
> representative.  The traditional Jewish Messiah, David.  David speaks
> for the Samaritan community first and foremost, acknowledging the
> importance and the pre-eminence of the Torah.  But then he goes on to
> talk of the importance of the remainder of the Jewish Bible, known as
> the Tenakh.  It is from the remainder of the Tenakh that the Judahic
> messiah, son of David, comes forth.’  ‘And what about Jesus?’ asked
> Leo, curiousity aroused.  ‘Jews reject Jesus,’ said Jane, ‘and
> consistently maintain no biblical basis for his ministry.  ‘And the
> response,’ asked Leo.  ‘Well, my position is that Jesus Christ
> represents reality.  Truth and reality.  Jesus went forth and did the
> actual hard work of winning the gentile nations to God’s kingdom.  In
> the practical sense he did the real work.  So I believe, personally,
> revelation will be fulfilled in the figure of Jesus.  Don’t get me
> wrong.  Israel has always by and large objected to Christian faith,
> and I 100% agree with them on their valid points of objection.  But
> Jesus will be Christ in the end, in a way not expected of by Israel.’
> ‘So he is the third messiah, is he?’ asked Leo, taking an interest.
> ‘Sort of, yes.  I guess so.  But why do you ask, Leo?  What interests
> you in this?  I thought you were spectacularly uninterested in this
> sort of thing?’  Leo considered that before responding.  ‘Well, uh.
> Not really uninterested.  It just had never really mattered much
> before.  But what you are talking about sounds really interesting.   I
> mean, I guess I believe in God.  But religion had never meant much.
> But these ‘Messiah’ beliefs, now that we have a ‘Taheb’ figure
> prancing about… Well it sounds interesting.  Something to try and
> understand.’  Jane nodded.  This was actually quite good, she thought
> to herself.  She enjoyed sharing the gospel as it gave meaning to her
> life.  Now, for Leo to take an interest.  Well it seemed as if all her
> studies might now actually mean something.
> 
> ‘I actually have a lot that I could say about all of this, Leo.  That
> is, if you are interested.’  He nodded.  ‘Yes, very.  Not right at
> this moment, mind you.  But yeah. I want to learn more.’  Jane nodded,
> quite happy.
> 
> Later on that day as they toured around inner London, visiting the
> London Bridge, Jane was quietly buzzing.  She felt in some ways like a
> woman now.  It had gone from her now and she had joined an important
> club.  Now, silently, she was hoping that Leopold would make an honest
> woman of her.  That seemed to be the next logical step.
> 
> 
> Chapter Six
> 
> 6008 SC (2038 AD)
> 
> ‘Hey, Jane.  Look at this map.  It shows the three divisions of
> ancient Palestine in the time of Jesus.  Three divisions, exactly as
> you said about three messiah.  Judea in the south, Samaria in the
> centre and Galilee in the north.’  Jane looked at the map and nodded
> to him.  ‘So let me get this right.  The Taheb is the messianic figure
> which represents Samaria.  The Samaritan people.’  ‘Yes,’ said Jane.
> ‘He is the one they have long expected.  ‘And for Judah,’ continued
> Leo, ‘they have long expected a ‘David’ figure.’  ‘That they have,
> Leo.  It is why they never accepted Jesus as the Christ.’  ‘But isn’t
> Jesus from Galilee.’  Jane looked at him, smiling.  ‘In fact, Leo.
> The Jesus seminar consistently teaches that Jesus was probably born in
> Nazareth and not in Bethlehem.  Historical Jesus studies conclude
> that.’  ‘Which means, then, he is the Christ of Galilee.  The ruler
> over the third northern-most division of Palestine.’  Jane smiled.  It
> was exactly the theology she had concluded herself.  ‘Yes, that he is
> Leopold.  The third messiah in a sense.  I mean, there will never be
> another Galilean as popular as Jesus.  That is for certain.  He is the
> ruler for Galilee.  I have no doubts on that.’  Leo nodded, continuing
> to stare at the map in the New Testament Bible he had purchased that
> morning.
> 
> That afternoon they began their drive back to Crossden.  Jane noticed
> that all throughout the trip Leo was reading through the Bible he had
> brought, fascinated by its teaching seemingly.  ‘Didn’t Callodyn teach
> you scripture going up?’ she asked him innocently.  He once shared
> with me that he read the Torah a lot.  ‘Uh, yeh,’ responded Leo.  ‘I
> know dad read it a lot, but not much around us.  And he never tried to
> raise me with any specific religious values.  I think he wanted me to
> find my own way on that issue.’  Oh, responded Jane, now
> understanding.  ‘Did you ever see him pray?’  ‘Once.  Late at night
> when Rebecca was unwell.  I heard him pray to God the father to heal
> her.  And she got well a few days later.’  Jane smiled.  It did seem
> Callodyn was a man of faith, which made her glad.
> 
> Arriving back in Crossden Leo returned Jane to her house and said, ‘I
> will be staying at the Red Boar for a few days.  I want to read
> through some more of this book, but I will drop around in the
> morning.  We can spend the rest of your time off just hanging
> around.’  ‘That would be great,’ said Jane.  Nervously she leant
> forward and kissed him on the cheek.  ‘I love you, Leo,’ she said,
> hoping for a similar response.  He looked at her, smiled and left.
> She was a little disappointed but hoped perhaps next time he would say
> what she wanted to hear.
> 
> That night she went through the family paper on the announcement of
> the Taheb.  He had announced that mankind had a special destiny in the
> heart of God and that it was now time to turn to their heavenly father
> in acts of charity and repentance.  She felt he sounded like a papal
> figure somewhat now, which is how he seemed to be currently
> appreciated by many.  She thought on his words spoken and felt them
> laced with ancient wisdom.  If he was indeed the first messianic
> redeemer which June and James also talked of then he was destined to
> live, apparently, 400 years.  In that time he could certainly have a
> great impact on mankind.  Time would only tell.
> 
> 
> Chapter Seven
> 
> 6008 SC (2038 AD)
> 
> David was heartbroken.  Completely and utterly heartbroken.  His
> beloved had chosen another.  Robert Davies had won her, in the end,
> and David Rothchild was a broken-hearted man.  Currently he was in
> Cardiff at an international Law convention relating to quarantine
> law.  David worked in the Legal section of the Australian Quarantine
> and Inspection Service, as he had done for a number of years.  Just
> recently he had been on leave up in Sydney with Justine Atkinson.  But
> Justine had now chosen Robert and David was crushed.  That afternoon,
> thinking he could not stomach another seminar, he took the car he had
> rented with his international drivers license and drove.  He just
> drove, northwards, not caring were he was going, but just wanting to
> take this lost highway and escape to nowhere.
> 
> A few hours later he spied a sign of the town he was coming into.
> ‘Crossden.’  ‘This will do,’ he thought to himself.  A good as place
> as any to spend the night.  He found a pub called ‘The Red Boar’ and
> decided that looked as good a place as any to spend the night.
> 
> Standing in the shower, water rushing down on him, David sensed
> something about this town.  Someone lived here – someone important.
> Someone he should have known in some way.  He did not know why he felt
> this feeling, but it was all around him, everywhere for a few
> minutes.  And then it diminished but he couldn’t help but think divine
> things had touched him.
> 
> The following morning at the pub breakfast table he spied a man on his
> table reading a Bible.  He decided to say hello just for the sake of
> it as he always enjoyed biblical conversations.  ‘What are you reading
> there, friend,’ he began.  Leopold turned to him and, just then, it
> seemed as if a golden halo was surrounding this person, but it quickly
> disappeared.  ‘Uh, just the bible mate.  I have been reading it a lot
> over the last day or so.  Really interesting now.’  David nodded.
> Perhaps God was in the process of making a new convert, he thought to
> himself.  Perhaps this was in fact why God had brought him to this
> town, of all places.
> 
> ‘My name is David.  David Rothchild.’  Leo turned to him then, mildly
> stunned.  He knew the Rothchild name well now, for his mother Rachel
> was of that family and he was half a Rothchild.  ‘You have to be
> kidding me.  My mother Rachel is a Rothchild.’  David looked at him
> just then, and suddenly made the connection of were the name
> ‘Crossden’ rang a bell from.  ‘Rachel?  Is she related to an Alexander
> Rothchild?’  Leo looked at him.  ‘I have an Uncle Alexander.  My
> grandfather Jonathon’s brother.’  David continued.  ‘Did they have a
> brother called Frederick, and was their father David?’  Leo nodded.
> David smiled – this was his cousin.  ‘I am David.  Alexander is my
> father.  We live in Canberra.’  Leo nodded.  ‘Yes, that is were
> Alexander lives.  I haven’t seen him since I was tiny, but I know he
> lives in Canberra.’  ‘So we are sort of cousins, then.  Second
> cousins.’  ‘Small world, aint it,’ said Leo.  David nodded at that
> comment.
> 
> They chatted all that day and into the night, dropping around to Jane
> and then visiting Leo’s grandmother Celia.  ‘The rest of the clan are
> up in Beltingham, but we will go and visit Uncle Jeremy tomorrow if
> you can stay.’  David nodded.  He was cheered up, somewhat now.  He
> had met close family.  Family he had known about but had never really
> had the opportunity to go and meet.  And in the consolation of family
> somehow the loss of Justine Atkinson was being smoothed away.  At
> least he felt somewhat better, and for that he was grateful.
> 
> 
> Chapter Eight
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> 6008 SC (2038 AD)
> 
> Jane, sitting with Leopold, was somewhat surprised.  It was Friday.
> Late yesterday David had left, Leo’s cousin, and Leo had been in a
> cheerful mood.  But it was something else.  Something rather than just
> meeting his cousin David.  Leo had in some ways, changed.  All the
> time Jane had known Leopold Bradlock there had been an edge to him.  A
> dark edge.  Certainly he was a positive and friendly person, as
> Callodyn likewise was.  But there was an edge to him.  An edge of
> darkness which sometimes occasionally had frightened her.  But now,
> sitting with Leo at the Red Boar eating breakfast, it seemed as if
> that dark edge had disappeared.  At least for the moment.
> 
> ‘So why are you in such a good mood, Leopold Bradlock.’  Leo smiled at
> the question as he was slowly devouring his breakfast of bacon, eggs
> and fried tomatoes.  ‘I can’t really say, Jane Talbourne.  I can’t
> really say.  But it as if in the last few days a weight has been
> removed from my shoulders.  A weight I had never really known was
> there, but which is somehow gone.  And I feel new, again.  Renewed
> almost.  Like someone has come along and hit my ‘refresh’ button.
> ‘Sprayed you with the toxin of life, huh?’ She asked, curious.
> ‘Something like that,’ responded Leo.  Jane, taking a bite of a hash-
> brown, staring at him, had her secret convictions into the change in
> Leopold Bradlock.  It had happened to her to, when she first got
> involved in biblical things.  It was if, after reading the bible,
> connections were made.  Divine connections.  Almost as if God had
> suddenly taken an interest in your life and was now in the process of
> redeeming you.  This, of course, was a traditional view.  But it
> seemed true enough to Jane Talbourne.
> 
> ‘Well, what do you want to do today, Leopold?  What shall we possibly
> on earth get up to.’  Leopold smiled while he was looking at her,
> formulating an answer.  ‘Go were the wind takes us, I guess.’  She
> smiled.  It was a good answer.
> 
> They spent the day walking around Crossden, visiting childhood
> haunts.  That evening they were at his grandmothers ‘Celia’s’ for
> dinner.  She was getting on a bit now, but still retained an elusive
> youthful essence.  Celia had delighted in David’s visit, ever so
> pleased to meet Alexander’s boy.  She was now talking about possibly
> visiting Canberra to see Alex, funds permitting.  Leo told her he
> would help out and Celia smiled.
> 
> That night, returning to the Red Boar, Jane subtley, in a womanly way,
> inquired wether Leo would like company for the night.  But he refused
> her.  ‘But tomorrow I would like to see you early.  I have something
> important to say to you, okay.  I will be around at about 8.  And I
> will take you somewhere special.’  Jane nodded, anticipation high.
> 
> Returning home Jane thought, in the way many women often thought, that
> this might be it.  The big question.  What would she say?  But of
> course, she would say yes.  Really, there was nobody else suitable
> enough.  So if Leo finally asked the big question she would assent and
> make her his wife.
> 
> 
> Chapter Nine
> 
> 6008 SC (2038 AD)
> 
> ‘I think, perhaps, there are words you wanted to hear.  And I do love
> you, Jane.  I do love you.  And under the best of circumstances I
> would have asked you to be my wife.’  Jane was smiling at Leo, sitting
> at the old railroads they had often frequented as children.  ‘But,’
> she said.  ‘There sounds like there is a ‘but’ in there somewhere.’
> Leo nodded.  ‘Yes, there is a but.  I don’t know what it is.  I really
> don’t.  But it is as if there is something saying to me, no Leo.  It
> wouldn’t be quite right.  As if you are a friend, and even occasional
> lover.  But in terms of marriage, well, it is not meant to be.’  Jane
> looked at him, and looked downwards.  She was disappointed.  Quite
> disappointed.  But if that was the heart of Leopold Bradlock, then so
> be it.  ‘Ok Leo.  I can’t really claim to understand your wisdom, but
> I will accept your choice.  I guess it was never meant to be.  Never
> meant to be that personal.’  ‘That is sort of what I feel, Jane.  That
> it was never meant to be that personal.  We are close friends, and
> always will be.  But it is as if there is someone else, someone closer
> to you, that I shouldn’t interfere with.  As if this person already
> has a prior claim on you.’  ‘And who would that be, Leopold
> Bradlock?’  ‘I don’t know Jane.  But someone important, that is all I
> can say.’
> 
> She cried a little that morning, walking back to her home with Leo
> walking a little ahead to give her some privacy.  He had broken her
> heart somewhat.  Of course she knew that she had a place in the heart
> of Leopold Bradlock.  But apparently that heart was holding out for
> someone else.  Maybe it was just an excuse he had, saying there was
> another for herself.  Perhaps it was just an excuse.  But perhaps
> there was another, as Leo had maintained.  Someone she was destined to
> meet one day, if she had not met him already.
> 
> Later that night, Leo having left for Cardiff and his flight home,
> Jane sat in her front living room reading the bible.  She had just
> read Corinthians 13, the love chapter, and thought of God’s love for
> her.  Perhaps the father of Glory had someone special planned for
> her.  Someone special, perfectly made for Jane Talbourne.  Someone to
> fit the bill for her exact desires.  And perhaps, one day, she would
> meet this perfect man.  Perhaps it was just all in God’s good time.
> Perhaps that was all it was.
> 
> 
> Chapter Ten
> 
> 6008 SC (2038 AD)
> 
> What was in the heart of Leopold Bradlock?  Leo thought on that very
> thought as the plane was nearing New Zealand.  For so long he had
> assumed Jane Talbourne would, one day, be the love of his life.  As if
> they were destined to be together.  But in truth his heart had been
> taught for a while now that Jane belonged to someone else.  And that
> marrying her would be interfering in another person’s love life.  And
> so he would not marry her.  He would leave her be to find the love of
> her life in her own time.  Besides, he was now more interested in his
> studies.  His biblical studies of all things.  And the focus was the
> book of Revelation.  It fascinated him right at the moment.  If this
> was supposedly the word of God he wanted to do his best to try and
> understand the hidden meanings and riddles of this most strange
> prophecy.  Its language was complex and he had no idea what half of it
> meant.  But something in him was compelling him to study it.  To nut
> out its riddles and mystery and to understand just what it all meant.
> Perhaps, in truth, for the heart of Leopold Bradlock, this current
> mystery would unlock the many secrets of his hearts life.  Perhaps
> this would be the start of a brand new journey.  Perhaps.
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