“What does this noise signify?” said Beelzebub, pointing upwards. “What’s going on there?”
“Just the same as has always gone on,” answered the shining devil in the cape.
“But are there really any sinners now?” asked Beelzebub.
“Many,” answered the shining one.
“But how about the teaching of him whom I do not wish to name?” asked Beelzebub.
The devil in the cape grinned, disclosing his sharp teeth, while suppressed laughter was heard amongst all the devils.
“This teaching does not hinder us. Men do not believe in it,” said the devil in the cape.
“But this teaching obviously saves them from us, and he sealed it by his death,” said Beelzebub.
“I have transformed it,” said the devil in the cape, thumping his tail on the floor.
“How have you transformed it?”
“So that men do not believe in his teaching but in mine, which they call by his name.”
“How didst thou do this?” asked Beelzebub.
“It was done of itself. I only helped.”