AsitfellOrocaughtitbythehilt，and，rising，waveditintriumph。
\"Ithankthee，Godofmypeoplefromthebeginning，\"hecried。
\"Thouhastgiventome，thylastservant，thineownswordandI
willuseitwell。Fortheseworshippersofthinewhohavefallen，thoushalthaveothers，yes，allthosewhodwellinthenewworldthatistobe。Mydaughterandthemanwhomshehaschosentobethefatherofthekingsoftheearth，andwithhimhiscompanions，shallbethefirstofthehundredsofmillionsthataretofollow，fortheyshallkissthyfeetorperish。Thoushaltsetthyfootuponthenecksofallothergods；thoushaltruleandthoualone，and，asofold，Orobethyminister。\"
Stillholdingthesword，heflunghimselfdownasthoughinanecstasy，andwassilent。
\"Ireadtheomenotherwise，\"whisperedYva。\"TheworshippersofFateareoverthrown。Hisswordofpowerisfallen，butnotintothehandsthatclaspedit，andhetottersonhisthrone。A
greaterGodassertsdominionoftheworldandthisFateisbuthisinstrument。\"
Ororoseagain。
\"Oneprayermore，\"hecried。\"Givemelife，longlife，thatI
mayexecutethydecrees。BywordorgestureshowmeasignthatI
shallbesatisfiedwithlife，ayearforeveryyearthatIhavelived，ortwain！\"
Hewaited，staringabouthim，butnotokencame；theidoldidnotspeakorbowitshead，asYvahadtoldmeitwaswonttodoinsignofacceptedprayer，how，sheknewnot。OnlyIthoughtI
heardtheechoofOro’scriesruninawhisperofmockeryroundthesoaringdome。
OncemoreOroflunghimselfuponhiskneesandbegantoprayinaveritableagony。
\"Godofmyforefathers，Godofmylostpeople，Iwillhidenaughtfromthee，\"hesaid。\"Iwhofearnothingelse，feardeath。
Thepriest—foolyonderwithhisnewfaith，hasspokenblunderingwordsofjudgmentanddamnationwhich，thoughIdonotbelievethem，yetstickinmyheartlikearrows。Iwillstampouthisfaith，andwiththisancientswordofthinedrivebackthenewgodsintothedarknesswhencetheycame。YetwhatifsomewaterofTruthflowsthroughthechannelofhisleadenlips，andwhatifbecauseIhaveruledandwillruleasthoudidstdecree，therefore，insomedimplaceofsouls，ImustbeartheseburdensofterrorandofdoomwhichIhavebounduponthebacksofothers！Nay，itcannotbe，forwhatpoweristhereinalltheuniversethatdarestomakeaslaveofOroandtoafflicthimwithstripes？
\"Yetthiscanbeandmayhapwillbe，thatpresentlyIlosemypathinthewaysofeverlastingdarkness，andbecomestrengthlessandforgottenasarethosewhowentbeforeme，whilemycrownofPowershinesonyoungerbrows。Alas！Igrowold，sinceaeonsofsleephavenotrenewedmystrength。MytimeisshortandyetI
wouldnotdieasmortalsmust。Oh！Godofmypeople，whomIhaveservedsowell，savemefromthedeathIdread。ForIwouldnotdie。Givemeasign；givemetheancient，sacredsign！\"
Sohespoke，liftinghisproudandsplendidheadandwatchingthestatuewithwide，expectanteyes。
\"Thoudostnotanswer，\"hecriedagain。\"Wouldstthoudesertme，Fate？ThenbewarelestIsetupsomenewgodagainsttheeandhurltheefromthineimmemorialthrone。WhileIliveIstillhavepowers，Iwhoamthelastofthyworshippers，sinceitseemsthatmydaughterturnsherbackonthee。Iwillgetmetothesepulchreofthekingsandtakecounselwiththedustofthatwizardwhofirsttaughtmewisdom。Evenfromthedepthsofdeathhemustcometomycallcladinamockeryoflife，andcomfortme。AlittlewhileyetIwillwait，andifthouanswernot，thenFate，soonI’lltearthesceptrefromthyhand，andthoushaltjointhecompanyofdeadgods。\"Andthrowingasidethesword，againOrolaiddownhisheaduponthegroundandstretchedouthisarmsinthelastabasementofsupplication。
\"Come，\"whisperedYva，\"whilethereisyettime。Presentlyhewillseekthisplacetodescendtothesepulchre，andifhelearnsthatwehavereadhisheartandknowhimforacowarddesertedofhisoutworngod，surelyhewillblotusout。Come，andbeswiftandsilent。\"
Wecreptoutofthechapel，Yvaleading，andalongthecircleofthegreatdometillwereachedthegates。HereIglancedbackandperceivedthatOro，lookingunutterablysmallinthatvastness，lookinglikeadeadman，stilllayoutstretchedbeforethestern—faced，unansweringEffigywhich，withallhiswisdom，hebelievedtobelivinganddivine。Perhapsonceitwas，butifsoitsstarhadsetforever，likethoseofAmon，JupiterandBaal，andhewasitslastworshipper。
Nowweweresafe，butstillwespedontillwereachedtheporticoofoursleepingplace。ThenYvaturnedandspoke。
\"Itishorrible，\"shesaid，\"andmysoulsickens。Oh，IthanktheStrengthwhichmadeitthatIhavenodesiretoruletheearth，and，beinginnocentofdeath，donotfeartodieandcrosshisthreshold。\"
\"Yes，itishorrible，\"Ianswered。\"Yetallmenfeardeath。\"
\"Notwhentheyhavefoundlove，Humphrey，forthatIthinkishistruename，and，withitwrittenonhisbrow，hestandsupontheneckofFatewhoisstillmyfather’sgod。\"
\"Thenheisnotyours，Yva？\"
\"Nay。Onceitwasso，butnowIrejecthim；heisnolongermine。AsOrothreatens，andperchancedaredoinhisrage，Ihavebrokenhischain，thoughinanotherfashion。Askmenomore；
perhapsonedayyouwilllearnthepathItrodtofreedom。\"
ThenbeforeIcouldspeak，shewentoff：
\"Restnow，forwithinafewhoursImustcometoleadyouandyourcompanionstoaterribleplace。Yetwhateveryoumayseeorhear，benotafraid，Humphrey，forIthinkthatOro’sgodhasnopoweroveryou，strongthoughhewas，andthatOro’splanswillfail，whileI，whotoohaveknowledge，shallfindstrengthtosavetheworld。\"
Thenofasudden，onceagainshegrewsplendid，almostdivine；
nomoreawomanbutasitwereanangel。Somefireofpurepurposeseemedtoburnupinherandtoshineoutofhereyes。
Yetshesaidlittle。Onlythisindeed：
\"Toeveryone，Ithink，therecomesthemomentofopportunitywhenchoicemustbemadebetweenwhatisgreatandwhatissmall，betweenselfanditsdesiresandthegoodofotherwanderersintheway。Thisdaythatmomentmaydrawneartoyouorme，andifso，surelyweshallgreetitwell。SuchisBastin’slesson，whichIhavestriventolearn。\"
Thensheflungherarmsaboutmeandkissedmeonthebrowasamothermight，andwasgone。
Strangelyenough，perhapsbecauseofmymentalexhaustion，forwhatIhadpassedthroughseemedtooverwhelmmesothatIcouldnolongersomuchasthinkwithclearness，evenafterallthatI
havedescribedIsleptlikeachildandawokerefreshedandwell。
Ilookedatmywatchtofindthatitwasnoweighto’clockinthemorninginthishorribleplacewheretherewasneithermorn，nornoon，nornight，butonlyaneternalbrightnessthatcameI
knewnotwhence，andneverlearned。
IfoundthatIwasalone，sinceBickleyandBastinhadgonetofillourbottleswiththeLife—water。Presentlytheyreturnedandweatealittle；withthatwatertodrinkonedidnotneedmuchfood。Itwasasomewhatsilentmeal，forourcircumstanceswereacheckontalk；moreover，Ithoughtthattheotherslookedatmeratheroddly。Perhapstheyguessedsomethingofmymidnightvisittothetemple，butifsotheythoughtitwisesttosaynothing。
NordidIenlightenthem。
ShortlyafterwehadfinishedYvaappeared。Shewaswonderfullyquietandgentleinhermanner，calmalso，andgreetedallofuswithmuchsweetness。Ofourexperiencesduringthenightshesaidnowordtome，evenwhenwewerealone。OnedifferenceInoticedabouther，however；thatshewasclothedingarmentssuchasI
hadneverseenherwearbefore。Theywereclosefitting，saveforaflowingcape，andmadeofsomegreymaterial，notunlikeacoarsehomespunorevenasbestoscloth。Stilltheybecameherverywell，andwhenIremarkeduponthem，allsheansweredwasthatpartofourroadwouldberough。Evenherfeetwereshodwithhighbuskinsofthisgreystuff。
PresentlyshetouchedBastinontheshoulderandsaidthatshewouldspeakwithhimapart。Theywenttogetherintooneofthechambersofthatdwellingandthereremainedforperhapsthehalfofanhour。ItwastowardstheendofthistimethatintheintensesilenceIheardacrashfromthedirectionofthetemple，asthoughsomethingheavyhadfallentotherockyfloor。Bickleyalsoheardthissound。WhenthetworeappearedInoticedthatthoughstillquitecalm，Yvalookedradiant，and，ifImaysayso，evenmorehumanandwomanlythanIhadeverseenher，whileBastinalsoseemedveryhappy。
\"Onehasstrangeexperiencesinlife，yes，verystrange，\"heremarked，apparentlyaddressingtheair，whichleftmewonderingtowhatparticularexperiencehemightrefer。Well，IthoughtthatIcouldguess。
\"Friends，\"saidYva，\"itistimeforustobegoingandIamyourguide。YouwillmeettheLordOroattheendofyourjourney。Iprayyoutobringthoselampsofyourswithyou，sincealltheroadisnotlightenedlikethisplace。\"
\"Ishouldliketoask，\"saidBickley，\"whitherwegoandforwhatobject，pointsonwhichuptothepresentwehavehadnodefiniteinformation。\"
\"Wego，friendBickley，deepintothebowelsoftheworld，fardeeper，Ithink，thananymortalmenhavegonehitherto，thatis，ofyourrace。\"
\"Thenweshallperishofheat，\"saidBickley，\"forwitheverythousandfeetthetemperaturerisesmanydegrees。\"
\"Notso。Youwillpassthroughazoneofheat，butsoswiftlythatifyouholdyourbreathyouwillnotsufferovermuch。Thenyouwillcometoaplacewhereagreatdraughtblowswhichwillkeepyoucool，andthencetravelontotheend。\"
\"Yes，buttowhatend，LadyYva？\"
\"Thatyouwillseeforyourselves，andwithitotherwondrousthings。\"
Heresomenewideaseemedtostrikeher，andafteralittlehesitationsheadded：
\"Yetwhyshouldyougo？Orohascommandedit，itistrue，butI
thinkthatatthelasthewillforget。Itmustbedecidedswiftly。Thereisyettime。IcanplaceyouinsafetyinthesepulchreofSleepwhereyoufoundus。Thencecrosstothemainislandandsailawayquicklyinyourboatoutintothegreatsea，whereIbelieveyouwillfindsuccour。Knowthatafterdisobeyinghim，youmustmeetOronomorelestitshouldbetheworseforyou。Ifthatbeyourwill，letusstart。Whatsayyou？\"
Shelookedatme。
\"Isay，Yva，thatIamwillingtogoifyoucomewithus。Nototherwise。\"
\"Isay，\"saidBickley，\"thatIwanttoseeallthissupernaturalrubbishthoroughlyexploded，andthatthereforeI
shouldprefertogoonwiththebusiness。\"
\"AndIsay，\"saidBastin，\"thatmymostearnestdesireistobeclearofthewholething，whichweariesandperplexesmemorethanIcantell。OnlyIamnotgoingtorunaway，unlessyouthinkitdesirabletodosotoo，LadyYva。IwantyoutounderstandthatIamnotintheleastafraidoftheLordOro，anddonotforonemomentbelievethathewillbeallowedtobringaboutdisastertotheworld，asIunderstandishiswickedobject。ThereforeonthewholeIamindifferentandquitepreparedtoacceptanydecisionatwhichtherestofyoumayarrive。\"
\"Beitunderstood，\"saidYvawithalittlesmilewhenBastinhadfinishedhissermonette，\"thatImustjoinmyfatherinthebowelsoftheearthforareasonwhichwillbemadeplainafterwards。Therefore，ifyougowepart，asIthinktomeetnomore。Stillmyadviceisthatyoushouldgo。\"*
（*ItisfortunatethatwedidnotacceptYva’soffer。Hadwedonesoweshouldhavefoundourselvesshutin，andperished，asshallbetold。腍。A。）
Tothisouronlyanswerwastoattendtothelightingofourlampsandthedisposalofoursmallimpedimenta，suchasourtinsofoilandwaterbottles。Yvanotedthisandlaughedoutright。
\"CouragedidnotdiewiththeSonsofWisdom，\"shesaid。
Thenwesetout，YvawalkingaheadofusandTommyfriskingatherside。
Ourroadledusthroughthetemple。AswepassedthegreatgatesIstarted，forthere，inthecentreofthatgloriousbuilding，Iperceivedachange。ThestatueofFatewasnomore！
ItlaybrokenuponthepavementamongthosefragmentsofitstwoworshipperswhichIhadseenshakendownsomehoursbefore。
\"Whatdoesthismean？\"IwhisperedtoYva。\"Ihavefeltnootherearthquake。\"
\"Idonotknow，\"sheanswered，\"orifIknowImaynotsay。Yetlearnthatnogodcanliveonwithoutasingleworshipper，and，inafashion，thatidolwasalive，thoughthisyouwillnotbelieve。\"
\"Howveryremarkable，\"saidBastin，contemplatingtheruin。\"IfIweresuperstitious，whichIamnot，Ishouldsaythatthisoccurrencewasanomenindicatingthefinalfallofafalsegod。
Atanyrateitisdeadnow，andIwonderwhatcausedit？\"
\"Ifeltanearthtremorlastnight，\"saidBickley，\"thoughitisoddthatitshouldonlyhaveaffectedthisparticularstatue。
Athousandpities，foritwasawonderfulworkofart。\"
ThenIrememberedandremindedBickleyofthecrashwhichwehadheardwhileYvaandBastinwereabsentonsomesecretbusinessinthechamber。
Walkingthelengthofthegreatchurch，ifsoitcouldbecalled，wecametoanapseattheheadofitwhere，haditbeenChristian，thealtarwouldhavestood。Inthisapsewasalittleopendoorthroughwhichwepassed。Beyonditlayaspaceofroughrockthatlookedasthoughithadbeenpartiallypreparedfortheerectionofbuildingsandthenabandoned。Allthisspacewaslighted，however，liketherestoftheCityofNyo，andinthesamemysteriousway。LedbyYva，wethreadedourpathbetweentheroughstones，followingasteepdownwardslope。Thuswewalkedforperhapshalfamile，tillatlengthwecametothemouthofahugepitthatmust，Iimagine，havelainquiteathousandfeetbelowthelevelofthetemple。
Ilookedovertheedgeofthispitandshrankbackterrified。
Itseemedtobebottomless。Moreover，agreatwindrushedupitwitharoaringsoundliketothatofanangrysea。Orratherthereweretwowinds，perhapsdraughtswouldbeabetterterm，ifImayapplyittoanairmovementofsofierceandterribleanature。Oneoftheserushedupthepit，andonerusheddown。Oritmayhavebeenthattheuprushalternatedwiththedownrush。
Reallyitisimpossibletosay。
\"Whatisthisplace？\"Iasked，clingingtotheothersandshrinkingbackinalarmfromitssheeredgeandbottomlessdepth，forthatthiswasenormouswecouldseebytheshaftoflightwhichfloweddownwardsfartherthantheeyecouldfollow。
\"Itisaventupanddownwhichairpassesfromandtothecentralhollowsoftheearth，\"Yvaanswered。\"Doubtlessinthebeginningthroughittravelledthatmightyforcewhichblewoutthesecavesintheheatedrocks，asthecraftsmanblowsoutglass。\"
\"Iunderstand，\"saidBastin。\"Justlikeoneblowsoutabubbleonapipe，onlyonalargerscale。Well，itisveryinteresting，butIhaveseenenoughofit。AlsoIamafraidofbeingblownaway。\"
\"Ifearthatyoumustseemore，\"answeredYvawithasmile，\"sinceweareabouttodescendthispit。\"
\"Doyoumeanthatwearetogodownthathole，andifso，how？
Idon’tseeanylift，ormovingstaircase，oranythingofthatsort。\"
\"Easilyandsafelyenough，Bastin。See。\"
Asshespokeagreatflatrockofthesizeofasmallroomappeared，borneupwards，asIsuppose，bytheterrificdraughtwhichroaredpastusonitsupwardcourse。Whenitreachedthelipoftheshaft，ithungalittlewhile，thenmovedacrossandbegantodescendwithsuchincredibleswiftnessthatinafewsecondsithadvanishedfromview。
\"Oh！\"saidBastin，withhiseyesalmoststartingoutofhishead，\"that’sthelift，isit？Well，ItellyouatonceIdon’tlikethelookofthething。Itgivesmethecreeps。Supposeittilted。\"
\"Itdoesnottilt，\"answeredYva，stillsmiling。\"Itellyou，Bastin，thatthereisnaughttofear。Onlyyesterday，Irodethisrockandreturnedunharmed。\"
\"Thatisallverywell，LadyYva，butyoumayknowhowtobalanceit；alsowhentogetonandoff。\"
\"Ifyouareafraid，Bastin，remainhereuntilyourcompanionsreturn。They，Ithink，willmakethejourney。\"
BickleyandIintimatedthatwewould，thoughtotellthetruth，iflessfrankwewerequiteasalarmedasBastin。
\"No，I’llcometoo。Isupposeonemayaswelldiethiswayasanyother，andifanythingweretohappentothemandIwereleftalone，itwouldbeworsestill。\"
\"Thenbeprepared，\"saidYva，\"forpresentlythisair—chariotofourswillreturn。Whenitappearsandhangsupontheedge，stepontoitandthrowyourselvesuponyourfacesandallwillbewell。Atthefootoftheshaftthemotionlessenstillitalmoststops，anditiseasytospring，orevencrawltothefirmearth。\"
ThenshestoopeddownandliftedTommywhowassniffingsuspiciouslyattheedgeofthepit，hislongearsblownstraightabovehishead，holdinghimbeneathherleftarmandunderhercloak，thathemightnotseeandbefrightened。
Wewaitedawhileinsilence，perhapsforfiveorsixminutes，amongthemostdisagreeable，Ithink，thatIeverpassed。Thenfardowninthebrightnessbelowappearedablackspeckthatseemedtogrowinsizeasitrushedupwards。
\"Itcomes，\"saidYva。\"PrepareanddoasIdo。Donotspring，orrun，lestyoushouldgotoofar。Stepgentlyontotherockandtoitscentre，andthereliedown。Trustinme，allofyou。\"
\"There’snothingelsetodo，\"groanedBastin。
Thegreatstoneappearedand，asbefore，hungattheedgeofthepit。Yvasteppedontoitquietly，asshedidso，catchingholdofmywristwithherdisengagedhand。Ifollowedherfeelingverysick，andpromptlysatdown。ThencameBickleywiththeairofthevirtuousheroofaromancewalkingapirate’splank，andalsosatdown。OnlyBastinhesitateduntilthestonebegantomoveaway。Thenwithanejaculationof\"Heregoes！\"hejumpedovertheinterveningcrackofspaceandlandedinthemiddleofuslikeasackofcoal。HadInotbeenseatedreallyIthinkhewouldhaveknockedmeofftherock。Asitwas，withonehandhegrippedmebythebeardandwiththeothergraspedYva’srobe，ofneitherofwhichwouldheleavegoforquitealongtime，althoughweforcedhimontohisface。Thelanternwhichheheldflewfromhisgraspanddescendedtheshaftonitsownaccount。
\"Yousillyfool！\"exclaimedBickleywhoseperturbationshoweditselfinanger。\"Theregoesoneofourlamps。\"
\"Hangthelamp！\"mutteredtheprostrateBastin。\"Weshan’twantitinHeaven，ortheotherplaceeither。\"
NowthestonewhichhadquiveredalittlebeneaththeimpactofBastin，steadieditselfagainandwithaslowandmajesticmovementsailedtotheothersideofthegulf。Thereitfelttheforceofgravity，orperhapstheweightofthereturningairpressedonit，whichIdonotknow。Atanyrateitbegantofall，slowlyatfirst，thenmoreswiftly，andafterwardsatanincrediblepace，sothatinafewsecondsthemouthofthepitaboveusgrewsmallandpresentlyvanishedquiteaway。IlookedupatYvawhowasstandingcomposedlyinthemidstofourprostrateshapes。Shebentdownandcalledinmyear：
\"Alliswell。Theheatbegins，butitwillnotendureforlong。\"
InoddedandglancedovertheedgeofthestoneatBastin’slanternwhichwassailingalongsideofus，tillpresentlywepassedit。Bastinhadlititbeforewestarted，Ithinkinamomentofaberration，anditburnedforquitealongwhile，showinglikeastarwhentheshaftgrewdarkerasitdidbydegrees，acircumstancethattestifiestotheexcellenceofthemake，whichisoneadvertisednottogooutinanywind。Notthatwefeltwind，orevendraught，perhapsbecauseweweretravellingwithit。
Thenweenteredtheheatzone。Aboutthistherewasnodoubt，fortheperspirationburstoutallovermeandtheburningairscorchedmylungs。AlsoTommythrusthisheadfrombeneaththecloakwithhistonguehangingoutandhismouthwideopen。
\"Holdyourbreaths！\"criedYva，andweobeyeduntilwenearlyburst。AtleastIdid，butwhathappenedtotheothersIdonotknow。
Fortunatelyitwassoonoverandtheairbegantogrowcoolagain。Bynowwehadtravelledanenormousdistance，itseemedtobemilesonmiles，andInoticedthatourterrificspeedwasslackening，alsothattheshaftgrewmorenarrow，tillatlengththerewereonlyafewfeetbetweentheedgeofthestoneanditswalls。Theresultofthis，orsoIsupposed，wasthatthecompressedairactedasabuffer，lesseningourmomentum，tillatlengththehugestonemovedbutveryslowly。
\"Bereadytofollowme，\"criedYvaagain，andwerosetoourfeet，thatis，BickleyandIdid，butpoorBastinwassemi—
comatose。ThestonestoppedandYvasprangfromittoarockplatformlevelwithwhichitlay。Wefollowed，draggingBastinbetweenus。Aswedidsosomethinghitmegentlyonthehead。ItwasBastin’slamp，whichIseized。
\"Wearesafe。Sitdownandrest，\"saidYva，leadingusafewpacesaway。
Weobeyedandpresentlybythedimlightsawthestonebegintostiragain，thistimeupwards。Inanothertwentysecondsitwasawayonitsnever—endingjourney。
\"Doesitalwaysgoonlikethat？\"saidBastin，sittingupandstaringafterit。
\"Tensofthousandsofyearsagoitwasjourneyingthus，andtensofthousandsofyearshenceitwillstillbejourneying，orsoIthink，\"shereplied。\"Whynot，sincethestrengthofthedraughtneverchangesandthereisnothingtowearitexcepttheair？\"
Somehowthevisionofthishugestone，firstloosedandsetinmotionbyheavenknowswhatagency，travellingfromaeontoaeonupanddownthatshaftinobediencetosomelawIdidnotunderstand，impressedmyimaginationlikeanightmare。IndeedI
oftendreamofittothisday。
Ilookedaboutme。Wewereinsomecavernousplacethatcouldbebutdimlyseen，forherethelightthatfloweddowntheshaftfromtheuppercaveswhereitwasmysteriouslycreated，scarcelyshone，andoftenindeedwasentirelycutoff，whentheever—
journeyingstonewasinthenarrowestpartsofthepassage。I
couldsee，however，thatthiscavernstretchedawaybothtorightandleftofus，whileIfeltthatfromtheleft，aswesatfacingtheshaft，theredrewdownastrongblastoffreshairwhichsuggestedthatsomewhere，howeverfaraway，itmustopenontotheupperworld。Fortherestitsbottomandwallsseemedtobesmoothasthoughtheyhadbeenplanedinthepastagesbytheactionofcosmicforces。Bickleynoticedthisthefirstandpointeditouttome。Wehadlittletimetoobserve，however，forpresentlyYvasaid：
\"Ifyouarerested，friends，Iprayyoulightthoselampsofyours，sincewemustwalkawhileindarkness。\"
Wedidandstarted，stilltravellingdownhill。YvawalkedaheadwithmeandTommywhoseemedsomewhatdepressedandclungclosetoourheels。Theothertwofollowed，arguingstrenuouslyaboutI
knownotwhat。Itwastheirwayofworkingoffirritationandalarms。
IaskedYvawhatwasabouttohappen，foragreatfearoppressedme。
\"Iamnotsure，Beloved，\"sheansweredinasweetandgentlevoice，\"whodonotknowallOro’ssecrets，butasIthink，greatthings。Wearenowdeepinthebowelsoftheworld，andpresently，perhaps，youwillseesomeofitsmightyforceswhereofyourignorantraceshavenoknowledge，doingtheireverlastingwork。\"