As Satan spoke his last words he bid a brief adieu to Mr. World and hastened away to the side of a young man who was almost persuaded to yield to some elevating influence. I suddenly looked at Blackana whose presence I had well-nigh forgotten.
“Have you been taking your ease in sleep?” I asked as an involuntary shudder shook my frame.
“I never sleep. Suns may wax and wane, nations rise and fall, peoples live and die, but I am awake forever.”
“Did you hear the conversation between Satan and Mr. World?”
“Every word of it.”
“Were you present when Satan held that great convocation to devise plans for more efficient work against the church of Jesus Christ on earth?”
“I attended every session.”
“And did you hear the speech of Fast Devil?”
“I heard every word.”
“And did Satan give to Mr. World a true account of the address?”