He is the elect, the holy Magus!" Wilhelmine trembled, for the answer was suited to the question.

"Demand a second question of the prophetess," commanded Cagliostro.

Again she laid her hand upon the brow of the sleeping one, and again she smiled and nodded with her beautiful head.

"Fear not," she replied; "he will always love you, and will never reject you, only you must not lead him astray from the right course--but guide him to the temple of faith and knowledge.

When you cease to do it, you are lost.