ABSTRACT
The considerate kindness of the Angel mollified me in no little
measure; and, aided by the water with which he diluted my port
more than once, I at length regained sufficient temper to listen
to his very extraordinary discourse. I cannot pretend to recount
all that he told me, but I gleaned from what he said that he was
the genius who presided over the contretemps of mankind, and
whose business it was to bring about the odd accidents which are
continuously astonishing the sceptic.
