There is nobody as bad, even in the Book of Revelation!" shouted Bastin, in a kind of fury.

"Moreover, I am not like Bickley.

I know enough of you and your hellish powers to believe that what you plan, that you can do." "I believe it also," sneered Oro.

"But how comes it that the Great One whom you worship does not prevent the deed, if He exists, and it be evil ?" "He will prevent it!" raved Bastin.

"Even now He commands me to prevent it, and I obey!" Then, drawing the revolver from his pocket, he pointed it at Oro's breast, adding: "Swear not to commit this crime, or I will kill you!" "So the man of peace would become a man of blood," mused Oro, "and kill that I may not kill for the good of the world?
Why, what is the matter with that toy of yours, Preacher ?" and he pointed to the pistol.
Well might he ask, for as he spoke the revolver flew out of Bastin's hand.