An evil thing must live with its evil until it chooses to be good.

That alone is the slaying of evil." I held my peace until a sound I did not understand overtook us.
"If she should break loose!" I cried.
"Make haste!" he rejoined.

"I shall hurry down the moment you are gone, and I have disarranged the mirrors." We ran, and reached the wooden chamber breathless.

Mr.Raven seized the chains and adjusted the hood.

Then he set the mirrors in their proper relation, and came beside me in front of the standing one.