"To wit--Whereto shall I direct my
journey, and how shall I cause it to prosper? Secondly, I would speedily
be instructed in that great and heavenly mystery, the powder of
projection, which I have been oft promised, but never understood aright
by reason of my feeble apprehensions, or inability to accomplish the
grand and sublime arcanum. Thirdly, How may I find the treasure which
was shown to me in a dream three several times; but where it is hidden
is withheld from me?"
"She says she will answer so far as the will of him that sent her will
permit; but she hath a short continuance, and her answer must be brief.
With respect to the country, make thine own choice, and thou shalt be
directed in it for thy good. The other questions she says she cannot
solve, but will send one of the seven who bear rule over the seals of
the metals and their matrix. She hath departed, yet I saw her not. She
went like a sudden stroke of light; and now there cometh a man clad in
sober apparel, with an inkhorn at his girdle. He holdeth a pen, as
though he would write, but his face is veiled."
"'Tis a motion that I should bring my tablets," said the Doctor.
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