Every time the stranger tried to appease the enemy he only made matters worse.

Finally he offered to rewrite the chapter.

This arrested hostilities.

The indignation gradually quieted down, peace reigned again and the sufferer retired in safety and got him to his own citadel.
But on the way thither the evil angel tempted him and he got drunk again.
And again his imagination went mad.

He led the heroes and heroines a wilder dance than ever; and yet all through it ran that same convincing air of honesty and earnestness that had marked his first work.