those whom I intend to serve!" "And who art thou, strange being, that reasoneth morally with the smile of scorn upon thy lips?" demanded Nisida, the vague alarms which had previously influenced her reviving with additional power; "who art thou, I say, that comest to reproach, and yet profferest thine aid?" "No matter who I am," replied the fiend. "Some day thou may'st know me better, if thou----" "But how camest thou hither? Where is the ship that brought thee--the boat that landed thee?" demanded Nisida in a tone of feverish impatience. "No ship brought me hither--no boat set me on the shore," answered the demon, fixing his eyes--those piercing eyes upon Nisida's countenance, as if to read the impression which this strange revelation made upon her secret soul. "Then who art thou?" exclaimed the lady, a cold shudder passing over her entire frame, although she retreated not nor withdrew the glances which she, through her wondrous strength of mind, was enabled to retain fixed upon the demon's countenance. "Seek not to learn as yet who I am," said the fiend. "Let it suffice for thee to know that I am something more than a mere mortal--a being gifted with powers which, in the hands of such a one as thou, would throw the entire world into convulsions; for there is much in thee after my own heart, beauteous Nisida of Riverola." "Ah! thou art even acquainted with my name," cried Nisida, again shuddering violently in spite of her powerful efforts to appear calm and fearless. "I am acquainted with thy name, and with all that concerns thee and thine, Nisida," replied the fiend; "ay," he added, with a malignant chuckle, "even to the mystery of the closet in thy late father's chamber, and the contents of the terrible manuscript which taught thee such dreadful secrets! I know, too, all that thou hast done to serve thine aims--thy simulated deafness and dumbness--the assassination of Agnes--the imprisonment of Flora in the convent----" "Then art thou indeed some superhuman power," interrupted Nisida, in a tone of inexpressible alarm; "and I dare hold no further converse with thee." "One moment--and thou wilt think differently!" exclaimed the demon. "But I will give thee an evidence of my power. Here, take this instrument--'tis called a telescope--and use it for a single minute. Glance across the waters, and thou shalt behold a scene which will interest thee somewhat, I trow." The fiend handed her a telescope and directed her to apply it to her eyes. She obeyed him, though reluctantly; but intense curiosity overcame her scruples, and, moreover, her extraordinary strength of mind aided her in supporting the presence of one whom she knew to be invested with superhuman powers--but of what nature she feared to guess. Nisida turned toward the sea, and used the magic telescope as directed, while the demon stood behind her, his countenance expressing a diabolical triumph, mingled with blighting scorn.