Benjamin Disraeli was right when he said he was on the side of the angels.

He was indeed; he was on the side of the fallen angels.

He was not on the side of any mere appetite or animal brutality; but he was on the side of all the imperialism of the princes of the abyss; he was on the side of arrogance and mystery, and contempt of all obvious good.

Between this sunken pride and the towering humilities of heaven there are, one must suppose, spirits of shapes and sizes.

Man, in encountering them, must make much the same mistakes that he makes in encountering any other varied types in any other distant continent.