That fear will be torture to him, for he has been a harsh master to them.

In his dreams he will imagine them chopping his tree down.
That will make his days uncomfortable--I have already arranged for his nights." It grieved me, though not sharply, to see him take such a malicious satisfaction in his plans for this foreigner.
"Does he believe what you told him, Satan ?" "He thought he didn't, but our vanishing helped.

The tree, where there had been no tree before--that helped.

The insane and uncanny variety of fruits--the sudden withering--all these things are helps.

Let him think as he may, reason as he may, one thing is certain, he will water the tree.