And now had I not a compact with her? Had I not given myself over to her, body and soul, to become her puppet and her slave? I shuddered when I recollected that hour of my foolishness. This Woman of Evil held me irrevocably in her power. "How strange!" I exclaimed at last, when I had thoroughly examined the ashes. I would have told him of Aline's presence, but, with my lips sealed by my promise, I feared to utter a word, lest I might be stricken by her deadly hate, for she certainly was something more than human. "Strange!" he cried. "It's marvellous. Feel! The ashes are quite warm! The heat required to melt and fuse a heavy vessel like that would be enormous. It couldn't have been done by any natural means." "How, then, do you account for it?" I inquired quickly. "I can't account for it," he answered in a hoarse voice, gazing about the darkened church, for the lights had been nearly all extinguished, and the place was weird and eerie. Then, with his lips compressed for a moment, he looked straight at me, saying in a strange, hard voice: "Clifton, such a change as this could not be effected by any human means. If this had happened in a Roman Catholic church, it would have been declared to be a miracle." "A miracle wrought by the Evil One!" I said. And he bowed his head, his face ashen, his hands still trembling. "I cannot help thinking," he said after a pause, "that this is a bad augury for my ministry here. It is the first time I have, as vicar, administered the Sacrament, and the after result is in plain evidence before us--a result which absolutely staggers belief." "Yes," I said pensively. "It is more than extraordinary. It is an enigma beyond solution; an actual problem of the supernatural." "That the chalice should be thus profaned and desecrated by an invisible agency is a startling revelation indeed," he said. "A hellish influence must be at work somewhere, unless," and he paused, "unless we have been tricked by a mere magician's feat." "But are not the ashes still hot?" I suggested. "See here!" and I took up some of the fused metal. "Is not this silver? There seems no doubt that the cup was actually consumed here in the spot where the verger placed it, and that it was consumed by an uncommonly fierce fire." Without responding, he stood gazing blankly upon the ashes. I saw that his heart was torn by a thousand doubts and fears, and fell to wondering whether he had ever had any cause to suspect the woman he feared of possessing the power of destruction. Again he glanced round the cavernous darkness of the silent church, and a shudder went through him. "Let's go, my dear fellow," he said, endeavouring to steady himself. "I'm utterly unnerved to-night. Perhaps the efforts of my sermon have been a little too much for me. The doctor told me to avoid all undue excitement." "Keep yourself quiet," I urged. "No doubt some explanation will be forthcoming very soon," I added, endeavouring to reassure him.