Doctor Dee and his companion, meanwhile, continued their invocations, until, as it seemed to Fawkes, the lips of the corpse moved, and an awful voice exclaimed, "Why have you called me ?" "Daughter!" replied Doctor Dee, rising, "in life thou wert endowed with the gift of prophecy.

In the grave, that which is to come must be revealed to thee.

We would question thee." "Speak, and I will answer," replied the corpse.
"Interrogate her, my son," said Dee, addressing Fawkes, "and be brief, for the time is short.

So long only as that flame burns have I power over her." "Spirit of Elizabeth Orton," cried Guy Fawkes, "if indeed thou standest before me, and some demon hath not entered thy frame to delude me,--by all that is holy, and by every blessed saint, I adjure thee to tell me whether the scheme on which I am now engaged for the advantage of the Catholic Church will prosper ?" "Thou art mistaken, Guy Fawkes," returned the corpse.

"Thy scheme is not for the advantage of the Catholic Church." "I will not pause to inquire wherefore," continued Fawkes.