"What do you think of Lucifer and his plan?" asked she.
"The talented Son of the Morning is in danger of being cast out if he
persists in his course. As to his plan, it is this: 'If I cannot rule, I
will ruin.'"
"And if he rule, it will still be ruin, it seems to me."
"True; and he is gaining power over many."
"Yes; he has talked with me. He is a bewitching person; but his
fascination has something strange about it which I do not like."
"I am glad of that."
She looked quickly at him, and then they gazed again into each other's
eyes.
"By what name may I call you?" he asked.
"My name is Delsa."
"Will you tell me where you live? May I come and talk with you again? It
will give me much pleasure."
"Which pleasure will be mutual," said she.
They parted at the junction of two paths.
II.
"How art thou fallen from heaven, O, Lucifer, son of the
morning."--_Isaiah 14:12._
Never before in the experiences of the intelligences of heaven, had such
dire events been foreshadowed.
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