The wise man—late of India—looked, shuddered, moaned, closed his eyes and bent his head.
The Radiant One paused an instant, and then spoke,—saying:—
CHAPTER XII.
“THE WAGES OF SIN IS DEATH.”
(By a Member of the Order
of
The Brotherhood of India.)
Perverse and degenerate Soul: I have heard your cry, and have come once more to admonish the wilful and wayward child of evil.