The Squire--that was his title as the owner of Polwellin village--left
his obstinate daughter in the room, and went to the library, which was
his own particular domain. Here the opposing influence did not follow
him. Sitting down heavily, he began to breathe more freely, and wondered
why he had been so craven as to fly from the field of battle. Although
he had been anxious all his life to acquire forbidden lore, he had only
learned something of the practical side of occultism since the arrival
of Narvaez, some three years ago. That ancient sinner was accomplished
in black arts, and for his own ends was willing to impart something of
his knowledge to Enistor. A considerable amount of sinister teaching had
been given to the Squire, but as yet he was but a neophyte, and ignorant
of many things. Narvaez withheld much purposely, as he was keenly aware
of Enistor's powerful will and unscrupulous greed for power. The
Spaniard did not so much desire to instruct his host as to make use of
him. Those servants of Christ, who walk on the Right-hand Path, are
possessed entirely by the Spirit of Love, and are only too anxious to
teach to the ignorant all that they may be capable of assimilating. But
the Brothers of the Shadow are too inherently selfish to be generous,
and merely give out sufficient knowledge to render their pupils useful
servants and docile slaves. Narvaez had no intention of cultivating
Enistor's latent powers to such a strength that they might be dangerous
to himself. Consequently, although the man was on the threshold of
power, he had not yet crossed it, and therefore was unable to deal with
the force in the dining-room, the strength of which he could not
calculate. To influence Alice to work for self in a way which would lure
her from behind the barrier of the protecting power required more
knowledge than Enistor possessed. Yet Narvaez likewise professed fear of
the Adversary, and could only use cunning instead of command. The Squire
smiled grimly to himself as he reflected that the Master himself would
have been ignominiously driven from the dining-room in the same way, had
he been present.
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