That was it. The seed of his vision flashed in George's mind. Sterling's words triggered a memory from his recent birthday celebration at his brother's estate. There was a tiny Irishman at the party with a twisted leg and hours of songs and stories. Encouraged by the guests, the man told a tale about Bath and the ancient Roman temple to Minerva that workmen uncovered at the popular resort less than twenty years ago.
Prophecies flow from ancient springs as surely as the water.
Ancient springs guarded by prophetic angels. Worry slipped away. His mind was sound. George knew he would return to the stone pools and their warm water. A good name for a new country's first spa.