Day after day, and night after night, passed in this way.

My food regularly came.

But I became maddened by solitude; and with terrible imprecations invoked aid from the powers of darkness to set me free.

One night, while thus employed, I was startled by a mocking voice which said, "'All this fury is needless.

Thou hast only to wish for me, and I come.' [Illustration: ALVETHAM AND JOHN PASLEW.] "It was profoundly dark.