"Fly from the monster while there is yet time to escape," said
the Talisman, "and have no more to do with thy Demon slave, for
already he is weaving a net of death and destruction about thy
feet."

The Wise Man sat all that night pondering and thinking upon what
the Talisman had said. When morning came he washed and dressed
himself, and called the Demon Zadok to him. "Zadok," said he,
"carry me to the palace of the queen." In the twinkling of an eye
the Demon transported him to the steps of the palace.

"Zadok," said the Wise Man, "give me the staff of life and
death;" and the Demon brought from under his clothes a wand,
one-half of which was of silver and one-half of which was of
gold. The Wise Man touched the steps of the palace with the
silver end of the staff. Instantly all the sound and hum of life
was hushed. The thread of life was cut by the knife of silence,
and in a moment all was as still as death.

"Zadok," said the Wise Man, "transport me to the treasure-house
of the king of Egypt." And instantly the Demon had transported
him thither. The Wise Man drew a circle upon the earth. "No one,"
said he, "shall have power to enter here but the master of Zadok,
the King of the Demons of the Earth."

"And now, Zadok," said he, "I command thee to transport me to
India, and as far from here as thou canst." Instantly the Demon
did as he was commanded; and of all the treasure that he had, the
Wise Man took nothing with him but a jar of golden money and a
jar of silver money. As soon as the Wise Man stood upon the