“Only a million or two years at most,” said the Spirit of Evil.
“In that case I will listen. What do you call it, child?”
“I call it man,” said the Spirit of Evil, and he described humanity to the Spirit of Good.
“You horrid, disgusting little wretch,” said the Spirit of Good after she had listened patiently for a few thousand centuries. “Stop that game at once. I won’t have it.”
“But, Good darling!” said Evil, “you did enjoy it when they believed that you had invented them, now didn’t you?”
“It certainly was funny,” said Good with a gentle sigh, “but all the same, I rather blame myself for having listened.”
“But it was only a game,” said Evil.
“That’s true,” said Good, “but be more careful with the next one.”