ar! Hear, hear!_")
Ere this S-ss-n's course is run
We must really have some fun.
("_Hear, hear! Hear, hear!_")

[_At the end of chorus, a Big Bell booms twelve times; the Circle
being finished,_ CASPAR _within it, draws his hanger round the
lanterns, and at the twelfth stroke strikes it into the
turnip-skull._

_Caspar (kneeling, and raising the skull on the hanger at arm's length)_.
ZAMIEL, ZAMIEL, hear me, hear!
By this bogey-skull appear!
ZAMIEL, rise, for things look queer!

[_A confused noise is heard, a Meteor (looking rather like a
long-expected Blue-Book) falls on the Circle, and_ ZAMIEL,
_looking coldly triumphant, appears._

_Zamiel._ Why callest thou?

_Caspar._ Well, hang it! I like that!
But, by St. Patrick's beard, your advent's pat,
Our foes boast three years longer they may live.

_Zamiel._ No!

_Caspar._ Then good reason you and I must give.

_Zamiel._ Who says so?

_Caspar._ One who hardly dared--till now--
To face thy really rayther freezing brow;
But, moved by reason, and a late Report,
He's on the job; and we shall have some sport.

_Zamiel._ What doth he seek?

_Caspar._ To be supplied
With bullets which thy skill shall guide.

_Zamiel._ Six shall obey,
The seventh--who'll say?

_Caspar._ Lord of the mystic League,
I hope, by sly intrigue,
To rule the seventh also,
And let it kill--_you_ know!

_Zamiel._ Too risky.

_Caspar._ Oh, I say,
Let's have no more delay.
Three long years yet to sway?
Pooh, ZAMIEL! It's child's-play.

_Zamiel._ Enough--no more! I'll tell thee now
By this day month there'll be--a row?

[_More mutterings are heard and repeated in chorus. The skull and
hanger sink, and in their place a hearth with lighted coals and
faggots, rise out of the earth, within the Circle. The Moon
becomes red._

_Caspar._ Well served! Bless thee, ZAMIEL!
The day will be ours!

[CASPAR _moves to and fro, places faggots on the coals, blows the
fire, which blazes and fumes. In the smoke certain cabalistic
letters appear._

Now for it! Every moment is precious. "Every bullet hath its billet,"
saith the old saw. Rather! Black C-C-L, beware! Bland WILLIAM H., look
out! Brutal B-LF-R, mind your eye! Shrewish G-SCH-N, be warned!
Haughty H-RT-NGT-N, take care! Perfidious J-S-PH, watch it! That
accounts for Six