"None. But the pillar openeth as though it were cleft. Now a woman
cometh forth out of the pedestal, covered with a cloud. I can see her
face dimly at times through this veil, which seemeth to pass over as a
thin cloud before the dazzling sun. She standeth as though in a hollow
shell, glistening with such fair colours that no earthly brightness may
be comparable to it. She now seemeth to wrap the air about her as a
garment. She entereth into a thick cloud and disappears. There now
cometh one like unto a little girl, her hair turned up before, and
flowing behind in long and bright curls. Her raiment sparkles like unto
changeable silk, green and red."
"'Tis _Madini_," said Dee, with great delight. "Note well what she
sayeth, for she is my good angel."
"She sitteth down. Her lips move as though she were speaking, but I hear
nothing."
"I will speak to her," said Dee; "for she will answer me through thy
ministry, if it really be Madini. Art thou Madini, that has appeared to
me beforetime?"
"I think she answereth,'Yes.' But her voice is very feeble."
"I would thou shouldest resolve me three things," said the Doctor, again
addressing himself towards the glass.
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