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… memory of a great anxiety. She had trembled like an aspen during the scene in the garden. "The rhinoceros," quoted Simon Iff, "finds no place in him into which to thrust its horn, nor the tiger a place in which to fix its claws, nor the weapon a place to admit its point. And for what reason? Because there is in him no place of death." "But you did nothing. You were just acting [68] like an ordinary man. But I think it would have been death for any one but you." "An ordinary man would not have touched the Thing. It was on a different plane, and…
1929 · PDF PAGE 75
…ickens to-day. Furthermore, and this is the crucial point, they thought that by performing this [108] experiment in a specially prepared place, a place protected magically against all incompatible forces, and by invoking into that place some one force which they desired, some tremendously powerful being, angel or archangel — and they had conjurations which they thought capable of doing this — that they would be able to cause the incarnation of beings of infinite knowledge and power, who would be able to bring the whole world into Light and Trut…
1929 · PDF PAGE 169
subordinates had sticky fingers. One of these places was a discreet apartment in the very best quarter of Paris. Here he was the Scottish Nobleman of the Old School. The decorations were rich but not gaudy; even the ancestors were not overdone. The place of honour was occupied by Rob Roy's claymore, alleged. One of his claims was that the Highland Cateran was his ancestor, owing to a liason with a fairy. Another claim was that he himself was James IV of Scotland, that he had survived the Battle of Flodden Field, become an adept, and immortal. D…
1929 · PDF PAGE 190
… to frighten fools. But before joining the Fourteen, known as the Ghaaghaael, it was obligatory to commit a murder in cold blood, and to place the proofs of it in the hands of Douglas. Thus each step in sorcery is also a step in slavery; and that any man should put such power in the hands of another, no matter for what hope of gain, is one of the mysteries [268] of perverse psychology. The highest rank in the Lodge was called Thaumiel- Qeretiel, and there were two of these, "Annie" and Douglas, who were alone in possession of the full secrets o…
1929 · PDF PAGE 54
…is oar, the other stretched to receive his obolus. Sister Cybele waited until all the guests were in the boat. Then she made pretence to place the coin in Charon's hand. In reality she touched a spring. The wall parted; the boat moved slowly through; it took its place beside another wharf. They were in a vast hall; and Lisa realized that [78] the hill behind the house must have been profoundly hollowed out. This hall was lofty, narrow and long. In the midst, a circular table awaited the guests. Behind each chair stood one of the Probationers of…
1929 · PDF PAGE 55
…t her hand, and said: "Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law. O Master of the Temple, what is thy will?" Simon Iff rose in his place. "It is my will to eat and drink," said he. "Why shouldst thou eat and drink?" "To sustain my body in strength." "Why is it thy will that thy body may be sustained in strength?" "That it may aid me in the accomplishment of the Great Work." At this word all rose, and chanted solemnly in chorus, "So mote it be." "Love is the law, love under will," said Sister Cybele softly, and sat down. "Of course it's a …
1929 · PDF PAGE 69
… us break our fast!" And he took Lisa's arm; presently they came to the refectory. As in a well- rehearsed play, every one fell into his place; and before Lisa realized the utter subversion that had taken place in her being, Sister Cybele was on her feet, proclaiming: "Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law." Lisa thought that breakfast the most delicious she had ever tasted in her life. A great reaction from the strain of the previous twenty-four hours was
1929 · PDF PAGE 207
…nd cry "God bless you, pretty lady, and send you safe and happy day!" with the frank warmth of the Italian peasant. The world was a fine place, after all, and Cyril Grey was the dearest boy in it, and herself the happiest woman. [291]
1929 · PDF PAGE 223
… had refreshed them with its admirable coffee, and those brioches which remind one of boyhood's earliest kisses, they walked down to the Place de la Concorde, and parted. Cyril went on to the Opera, to his tailor in the Rue de la Paix. His mind was full of meditations upon the details of the great idea that had come to him, the divination of the enemy's objective. His suggestion had made Lord Antony laugh. He himself had never felt less like laughing; he was on fire with creative genius — and terrified lest his work should fall upon barren soil…
1929 · PDF PAGE 192
…ance, when a less careful or more fine-minded sorcerer would have worked upon some other plane. He had so far mastered his art that in a place, such as he now had, long habitated to similar scenes, he could call up a visible image of almost any demon required in a period of not more than half an hour. For place- association is of great importance, possibly because it favours concentration of mind. Evidently, it is difficult not to feel religious in King's College Chapel, Cambridge, or otherwise than profoundly sceptical and Pagan in St. Peter's…
1929 · PDF PAGE 98
…ost perfect example. But the defence of which the magicians were thinking was of a different order; the problem was to convert the whole place as it stood into an impregnable magical circle. For years, of course, the place had been defended, but not as against its present dangers. It had been hitherto sufficient to exclude evil and ignorant beings, things of the same class as Douglas' watcher; but now a far more formidable problem was in view, how to dissuade a Soul, a being armed with the imperial right to enter, from approaching. Demons and e…
1929 · PDF PAGE 189
…was below the level of the river; rats, damp, and stale alcohol gave it an atmosphere happily peculiar [266] to such abodes. There is no place in the world more law-abiding than a house of ill- fame, with the light of police supervision constantly upon it; and the astuteness of the sorcerer in choosing this for his place of evocation was rewarded by complete freedom from disturbance or suspicion. Any one could enter at any hour of day or night, with every precaution of secrecy, without drawing more than a laugh from the police on guard. The ent…
1929 · PDF PAGE 114
…spreading corn upon the tower. In three days they were eating out of his hand. He then trained them to recognize him and follow him from place to place. A week later he found a moment when the garden was deserted save for a single patrol, and threw his grain over the wall. The pigeons flocked to it and fed. Now it so happened that the patrolling magician was unsuspicious. He was aware that the benign influence of the house made its gardens attractive. There flowers bloomed brighter than elsewhere; and all Nature's wanderers seemed to look to it…
1929 · PDF PAGE 179
… day-dream of any alternative Future; hers was the restless wretchedness of a morphineuse deprived of the drug. She was, as it were, the place where four winds met; and such a place is dangerous for a ship that is without internal means of propulsion. She sagged, [252] a dismasted derelict, in tow of Cyril Grey; and the rope of love which held her to him strained her creaking timbers. The first evidence of these very indefinite feelings was shown by her unreasonableness. Under the rigid discipline of the ceremonies, she had been too well school…
1929 · PDF PAGE 188
… ruthlessly pursuing his hate of Cyril Grey. For great operations — the "set pieces" of his diabolical pyrotechnics — the sorcerer had a place set apart and prepared. This was an old wine-cellar in a street between the Seine and the Boulevard St. Germain. The entrance was comparatively reputable, being a house of cheap prostitution which Douglas and Balloch — screened behind a woman — owned between them. Below this house was a cellar where the apaches of Paris gathered to dance and plot against society; so ran the legend, and two burly sergents…
1929 · PDF PAGE 228
… he is in charge of another cable — underground three hundred [320] miles, thanks to Becasseux, who helped us with the road squads, to a place which by now is firmly in the hands of the Crown Prince. So all you have to do is to tell your man to sit and pretend to meditate — and tap. I shall send you plenty of information from the front. You will know my agents by a nick filed in a trouser-button. Each message will have a number, so that you will know if any go astray. All clear?" "Admirable. I need not say how proud I am to find that we are on …
1929 · PDF PAGE 109
…health and the consciousness of its own validity combine to give; and where courage will not serve the turn, astuteness deftly takes its place. A stupid pedant like Edwin Arthwait is the very feeblest opponent for such a man. Brother Onofrio, while successfully practising magick, was quite ready at a moment's notice to throw the whole theory overboard with a horse laugh — and at the same time to reckon his action in so doing a branch of magick also. It was the beginning of the duplicate brain-development which Cyril Grey had cultivated to so hi…
1929 · PDF PAGE 195
Pantokratora, theropoian kai eremopoian, e misonta, oikian efstathousan[1] calling upon "her that dwelleth in the void place, the inane, terrible, inexorable, maker of horror and desolation, hater of the house that prospereth," and devoting "the signified and sealed, named and unnamed" to destruction. Then he turned to Balloch, and bade him act. Three minutes later the surgeon gave a curse, and blanched, as a scream, despite herself, burst from the bitten lips of the brave woman who lay upon the altar. "Why couldn't you let me give an anaesthet…
1929 · PDF PAGE 9
…s roused, she only muttered: "something about a journey in a letter." Then she suddenly shook herself and went off without a word to her place of business in Bond [16] Street. For she was the representative of one of the great Paris dressmaking houses. Lavinia King never knew how it was managed; she never realized even that it had been managed; hut that afternoon she found herself inextricably bound to her motor millionaire. So Lisa was alone in the apartment. She sat upon the couch, with great eyes, black and lively, staring into eternity. Her…
1929 · PDF PAGE 220
…" cried Cyril, sharply, sitting up. His gesture was indecipherably intense; it seemed utterly disproportionate to Bowling's casual commonplace. "I know it. It's one of the chief causes of the war. The Zabern incident showed the Junkers that they were safe only for a year or two; after that the people would start out to be too proud to fight," replied Lord Antony, anticipating a transpontine chameleon. "And so?" Cyril's voice trembled. A tense thrill ran through his body. He had become sober in an instant. "The Court Party wanted war, to bring b…