"
"Do you all see that," asked Menzi, "and is it what the Teacher said he
would think about?"
"Yes, Doctor," they answered.
"Then look once more, for _I_ will think of something. I will think of
that church falling. Look once more."
They looked, and behold the shadowy fabric began to totter, then it
seemed to collapse, and last of all down went the spire and vanished in
the smoke.
"Have you seen anything, O people?" said Menzi, "for standing behind
this smoke I can see nothing. Mark that it is thick, since through it I
am invisible to you."
This was true, since they could only perceive the tips of his
outstretched fingers appearing upon each side of the smoke-fan.
"Yes," they answered, "we have seen a church fall down and vanish."
"That was my thought," said Menzi; "have I not told you that was the
thought my Spirit gave me?"
"This is black magic, and you are a fiend!" shouted Thomas, and was
silent.
"Not so, Tombool, though it is true that I have gifts which you clever
White people do not understand," answered Menzi.
By degrees the smoke melted away, and there on the ground were the ten
or twelve crooked pieces of ebony that they had seen consumed, now to
all appearance quite untouched by the flame.
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