Lua was so traumatized by the idea of leaving him that in an attempt to delay, she deliberately went into the woods and walked through poison ivy. Later, in bed with her feet terribly swollen: "Look at me, Julie," she said. "Look at my feet. Oh, please go right back to the Master and tell Him about them and say: how can Lua travel now?" I did it, returned to the Master's house, found Him in His room and put Lua's question to Him. He laughed, then crossed the room to a table on which stood a bowl of fruit, and, selecting an apple and a pomegranate, gave them to me. "Take these to Lua," He said. "Tell her to eat them, and she will be cured. Spend the day with her, Julie." O precious Lua strange mixture of disobedience and obedience and all from love! I shall never forget her, seizing first the apple, then the pomegranate and gravely chewing them all the way through till Not even a pomegranate seed was left: thoroughly eating her cure, which was certain to send her to California. In the late afternoon we were happily surprised by a visit from the Master Himself. He drew back the sheet and looked at Lua's feet, which by that time were beautifully slim. Then He burst out laughing. "See," He said, "I have cured Lua with an apple and a pomegranate." But Lua revolted again. There was one more thing she could try, and she tried it. The Master had asked me to paint her portrait, and I had already had one sitting. The following day, at the Master's house, she drew me aside. "Please, Julie, do something else for me. Go to the Master, now, and say: if Lua is in California, how can I paint her?" I went straight to his room with Valíyu'lláh Khan to translate. "My Lord," I said, "You've commanded me to paint Lua. If she is in California and I here, how can I do it? The portrait is begun; how can I finish it?" Again the Master burst out laughing, for this course was too transparent. "In a year," He said, "Lua will join me in Egypt. She will stay in New York a few days on her way to Me and you can paint her then" ... So poor Lua had to go to California. There was no way out for her.