"He speaks not, but by images and phantasms pictured on the crystal.—Now listen, for thy story cometh. I see a great house on fire—"
"Ay, I shall perish then in a conflagration!" said the governor, hastily. "I have ever had a horror of burning houses."
"The smoke eddies, the flame roars, and one sitteth blindfold under the eaves, with the flakes and cinders falling about him, which he sees not."
"If thou meanest, that I shall rest, in that stupid state, under such peril, thy devil Sadabath is a liar, and I defy him!"
"And he that takes thee by the hand," cried Botello, without regarding the interruptions,—"is he thy friend?"
"Ay, answer me that question," said the governor; "for if I am to be led out of the fire by a foeman, I will straightway forswear my friends, and give my heart to the magnanimous."
"Thou doest him obeisance!" cried the magician, with extraordinary emphasis—
"Villain!" exclaimed the general.
"Thou placest thy neck upon the earth, and he tramples it!"
"Liar and traitor!" roared the Biscayan, spurning the magician with his foot, and, in his fury, snatching up a weapon to despatch him.