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I2 GHOSTS. But their soft remark passed unnoticed. Their friends below were too hot and noisy to hear anybody but themselves. Besides, the Draught was talking all the time. "The powers I possess are mine to use," cried he, in a sort of fine indignation. "It is a natural right, and as such I claim it." "And I too-I too," moaned the Fire. It's a natural right, and I claim it-only-" Only you can't get it acknowledged," jeered the Draught. That's it!" shrieked the Fire. Then make it felt by main force," hissed the Draught. Assert it as others do. Did any one 'control' the crowds who were here just now, think you? Didn't they fling about, and swing hither and thither just as they pleased-ay, and enjoy their liberty right in the face of-let me speak the truth for once-you, their slave ?" I am slave to no one," burst out the Fire, more fiercely than ever. "A workman I may be, but no slave !" "Use your powers to the full, and I will believe