by Robert Reed
   annihilate the power to do evil?”
   Leäfar answered very slowly and solemnly, and yet there was a
   smile upon his countenance as he spoke .
   “There is one thing impossible to the Eternal Love, and that is to
   annihilate Himself: and it would be to annihilate Himself if He were
   to permit the existence of Eternal hatred .”
   “Then,” said I, “if I understand you rightly, these beings are
   doomed to annihilation?”
   He smiled again and said, “Surely the freedom which opposes
   and continues to oppose God must perish: it is self-doomed; that is
   as certain as that the Love of God is infinite. The creature who so
   misuses his freedom must lose it at last, and then he is as if he had
   never possessed it . And so his moral being is, as you say, annihi-
   lated . All his other powers remain, but his will is dead . He becomes,
   like the brute, or like the earliest of the ethereal creation; nothing
   but an instrument in the hand of God . Such is the eternal doom of
   those who choose evil and abide by their choice . No pain remains,
   no hatred remains, no sin remains, because no opposition to God
   remains . But no real soul remains . The moral being is dead and done
   with, only an intellectual being remains .
   “And what becomes of them?”
   “They become the beasts of burden of the universe: they become
   instruments for carrying or the various mechanisms of the visible
   creation . They become subject to us just as your horse is to you .
   Many such are under my own direction and control .”
   Here Jack started and almost interrupted him, then hesitated and
   said, “I beg your pardon .”
   “Say on,” replied Leäfar, quite softly and kindly .
   “What I was going to say,” said Jack, “was this: It seems to me
   that the final doom of which you tell us must have come to some of
   them before this .”
   “Some of them are meeting it every day,” said he . “The mightiest
   of them can hold out for periods of secular vastness without losing
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   their power of will in any appreciable degree; others, again, lose it
   all after a period comparable with the life of a man .”
   “And do they all know that they must lose it?”
   “As well as you know that you must die .”
   “Ah!” said Jack, “I thought so, and now, sir, tell me one thing
   more: if this doom comes upon them while they are in human form,
   what happens then?”
   “They pass back at once into their own world and are dealt with
   as I have told you there .”
   “Yes, I see it now . Two of the men here appeared to be missing
   the other morning, and when Davelli missed them I saw his face
   change with terror and malignity . I said to my friend here, ‘Depend
   upon it the loss of these men has got something to do with his dam-
   nation .’ Did I not say so, Bob?”
   I nodded assent .
   “It is true,” said Leäfar .
   “Then surely,” said I, “they must be dying out rapidly .”
   “Dying out, certainly, but not as rapidly as you might suppose .”
   “Have they,” said I, “the power to reproduce their kind?”
   “No,” said he; “the dwellers in the ether ‘neither marry nor are
   given in marriage .’ But they recruit their failing ranks from amongst
   men and from races analogous to man in other worlds like yours;
   they win them over to their side here and then claim them when they
   pass over there . Sometimes they steal them away from this world .
   Their purpose is to steal you away, one of you or both .”
   “Steal us! Surely that would not be permitted?”
   “It is not possible unless you yourselves give yourselves away .”
   “How should we give ourselves away?”
   “If you submit your will to theirs they get power over you, power
   which is hard to shake off, and which is very easily increased .”
   Here he paused, and the smile which usually attended his pauses
   did not appear . A sad expression, severe yet very gentle, tool its
   place . There was a silence of several seconds . Then I stood up and
   spoke, standing .
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   “Hear me, sir . I remember and repent my faults . I knew that,
   this man was a bad man . Nay, I had begun to suspect that he was
   something other and worse than a bad man . But I saw that he knew
   things which I longed to know, and so I suffered myself to forget
   his badness and I did for the moment submit myself to his will . He
   exercised his power upon me and he deceived me in its exercise .
   He transferred me to the surface of the moon, or showed it me in a
   trance, I know not which . I am conscious ever since of being some-
   how in bondage to him; although I am now determined to resist him
   to the death . Is there any hope?”
   “Yes, there is hope, surely, although you may have, as you say,
   to resist him to the death . But if you die resisting him, he will have
   no power over you after death . I am come to rescue both you and
   your friend . He runs no such risk as you do, although you are both
   in great danger of your lives .”
   “And But for my compliance, I suppose neither of us would have
   run any risk at all .”
   “Not so . You were both of you in great danger of your lives, and
   your friend is still so . But any further compliance on your part will
   make you the slave of this man, living or dead .”
   I shuddered and said, “What is to be done?”
   “Your penitence and your present purpose are accepted, and you
   will have one more opportunity of asserting your own will against
   this Davelli. Tell me what has passed between you since your first
   compliance .”
   I told him in brief all that I have told you in the last chapter .
   “It is clear,” said Leäfar, “that he is going to make one more
   attempt upon you . He will make it, no doubt, when you meet him
   to-morrow . If you surrender your will to him again I see no hope . If
   you resist, then he will have no power but over your body .”
   “And what will he do then?”
   “I cannot certainly say . He may kill you in his unrestrained fury .
   It is not altogether unlikely that he will . But that is all that he can
   do . You will have escaped him, and I will be able most probably
   to extricate your friend . But I think it more probable that he will
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   resolve to make one other effort to enslave you, and, in that case,
   before the effort is made, I shall probably be able to extricate you
   both . I have little or no doubt that I shall be able, although the strife
   will be hard .”
   It occurred to me to ask him why he would not rescue us at once,
   without waiting for any further conference between Davelli and me .
   But I knew what the answer would be, and I felt its force . I knew
   that I should be fit for nothing in earth or heaven until I had asserted
   my will against this evil being, so I answered simply, “How shall I
   resist him?”
   “He will probably endeavour to throw you into 
a trance again,
   and if you give your will to him for a moment, he will succeed . But
   if you hold your soul firmly, then he will fail. Call inwardly upon
   God and give yourself to God with your whole purpose . Think all
   the time of the holiest event in the history of mankind when the
   power of evil flung its whole force against One that was human, and
   was baffled, and the victory was won through suffering. So you will
   keep your will unsurrendered, and your adversary will be beaten
   back .”
   “And then?”
   “Then, as I have said, he may kill your body in his disappoint-
   ment and humiliation and rage, but you will be safe from him all the
   same .”
   “Let me escape him, and I am willing to die .”
   “That is the true temper; keep to that, and you need have no fear .
   And now listen to my further counsel .”
   But here again Jack interrupted him . “Surely, sir,” he said, “it
   is better, is it not, to act at once? Why expose my friend here to a
   fearful risk? Lead us now, and we will follow you any whither . Let
   the risk, then, be what it may be, it cannot be more than the risk of
   death .”
   “Sir,” said Leäfar, “I deeply honour your spirit and feeling, but
   you do not know the nature of the case . It is true that I might be
   able to rescue both of you from the place without any further con-
   tact between your friend and him whom you call Niccolo Davelli .
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   I might be able and yet I might not, for although I am stronger than
   these men they have great odds against me here . But that is not the
   question, for suppose that I were quite certain that I could take you
   both alive out of this place, your friend remaining as he now is, I
   should not try to do so, for his own sake I would not . Wherever
   he would be, the power which this evil being has gained over him
   would remain and might be exercised at the most inopportune time
   for him . Davelli would select his own time, and that would be, no
   doubt, when your friend would be no so likely as now to resist him
   successfully . I see that you are willing to risk your life on his ac-
   count, and your willingness will, no doubt, help him greatly . But
   not even all the wealth of sacrifice can save a man against his will.
   You may win his will but you cannot dispense with its exercise as
   long as he is man, or no less than man . Believe me that the very best
   thing that can be done for your friend is to let him take at once the
   opportunity which presents itself of asserting his will against the
   will of this evil one . He never can be more favourably disposed to
   do so than he is now .”
   It seemed as if Jack was going to answer, and I tried to catch
   his eye to dissuade him, for I felt very certain that what Leäfar said
   was true . But I could not catch his eye, and he tried to speak, but
   hesitated before a word came . Leäfar waited courteously . Jack made
   a further attempt . “But, sir,” he began, and then again hesitated . At
   last he said, “No doubt, sir, you know best; let me not interrupt you
   further .”
   Then Leäfar continued, addressing himself to me . “I will sup-
   pose, now, that you have been successful in your endeavour to resist
   your enemy, and that he has resolved to make one other attempt to
   subdue your will . For certain reasons, of which I am well aware, but
   which I have now no time to explain, I know that in that case another
   night will have to pass before the next attempt is made . And during
   that night you must make your endeavour to escape . Come back at
   once when Davelli leaves you and meet your friend at or near the
   entrance to these rooms . Go and take some rest and refreshment,
   for you will need them, and provide yourselves with as much food
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   as you can carry with ease . Then wander whither you will, only not
   far, and keep well within the bounds of the valley . Make no attempt
   whatsoever at concealment while the daylight lasts . As the darkness
   comes on return hitherward and rest awhile within sight of these
   chambers .
   “Wait there until you see two men about your own size enter the
   room and until you see the light settle down as usual before the door .
   Then go both of you to the car “—(here he addressed himself espe-
   cially to Jack)—“the car, I mean, in which you rode yesterday; start
   at once; lose no time, there is none to lose, for if you are pursued at
   all, you will be pursued before daylight . I will see that the ear is well
   stored with food and provided with a spare battery and with glasses
   and light .”
   Here he added some further instructions, which I lost . Then I
   heard him say further,
   “If you are followed I will follow, and I will help you as far as
   I may . There is everything to hope, and by that time there will be
   but little to fear . Barring unforeseen accidents you will escape with
   your lives . A brave man does all he can to save his life, but he is not
   afraid to lose it .
   “Be sure, at any rate, that one good result will come of your ad-
   venture . These men will desert this place . No whiteman before you
   ever set his foot here, and these beings always conceal their earthly
   dwelling-places from civilised men. The next pioneers will find
   nothing here but, perhaps, a few odd-looking rocks .
   “You may not need my assistance any more, but if your enemies
   follow you look up for a white flag and you will see that you are not
   alone .”
   Here he ceased and stood up, and we also stood up and bent our
   heads . He lifted his hand simply, and said “God keep you .”
   Then he disappeared in the same way in which he had appeared,
   but much more quickly .
   It was still quite dark in our quarters although the day may have
   been beginning to break, and after exchanging a few hopeful words
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   we tried to sleep . Strange to say I slept soundly, and I did not awake
   until it was full daylight .
   When the appointed hour came I wrung Jack’s hand in silence,
   and went to meet Signor Davelli . I reached the place of meeting only
   a few minutes too soon, and presently I saw him coming .
   I knew that this was the hour of destiny for me, and I remember
   thinking that a man does not always know the hour of destiny when
   it comes, and that it would be better for him if he did . Then, of a
   sudden, it struck me that such reflection indicated a coolness that
   was hardly native to me, and, was it a good sign or a bad? I thought
   it was good, and yet that it was overdone . And I remembered to have
   read, “Let him that thinketh he standeth take heed lest he fall .”
   Just then Davelli came up, and I silently committed myself to
   God and awaited his onset . It came without any delay, but without
   any demonstration . He wasted no time, and he was evidently very
   confident. I was standing when he arrived, and after the usual ex-
   change of salutations he invited me to sit
 down . I did so, and he
   sat down too, not beside me but opposite me . Then, almost imme-
   diately, he rose up again and looked straight into my face; rather, I
   should say, straight into my eyes . Should I look away from him? No;
   straight back into his eyes, and let him do his best . Then, as our eyes
   met, there began for me a series of desperate encounters of which
   there was absolutely no outward sign .
   First, it seemed as if I were enduring the most imperious crav-
   ings of appetite—appetite as relentless and cruel as that which drove
   the Samaritan mother to devour her son; such appetite as has ever
   been ready to trample upon honour and hope and shame and love,
   for the sake of its own immediate gratification. Such keen, hungry
   sense of desire goaded me now, and along with its urgency came the
   consciousness, full, clear, and strong, that it would be gratified at
   once, if I would simply change the look of resistance with which I
   was meeting my enemy’s eye for a look of acquiescence .
   I do not know how long this lasted, it could hardly have been an
   hour, but it seemed like days and years to me . But at last there was a
   change, and of a sudden I became conscious of pain—physical pain
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   multiplied and intensified indefinitely beyond all my experience or
   imagination—
   “All fiery pangs on battle-fields
   On fever beds where sick men toss.”
   All these seemed to wring me, and rack me, and strive to wrench
   the soul out of me, and ever as the pain grew, there grew also the
   consciousness that if I would but meet my enemy’s eye with one
   moment’s glance of acquiescence all the pain would be exchanged
   for ease; and oh! how delicious the very thought of ease appeared to
   be, more delicious than all the delights of all the senses .
   Meantime, I was conscious of nothing external except the eyes of
   my adversary, the expression of which was an extraordinary mixture
   of persuasiveness and deadly determination, now and then crossed,
   however, by a furious flash of malignity, and again by a flash of
   hideous and awful terror .
   But all the time also I was doing with all my might what Leäfar
   had bade me do, and it seemed to me as if my will were growing one
   with God’s will, and it seemed to me as if I stood under the cross,
   and felt in my own flesh and sinews the very nails and thorns which