You will be present at all their highest councils, and will have the privilege of perpetual intercourse with those reverend men.

They will tell you of the joys of poverty, the happiness of darkness, and the bliss of death." Layelah paused, and looked at me earnestly.
"Is there anything more ?" I gasped.
"No," said she.

"Is not that enough?
Some were in favor of bestowing immediate death, but they were outvoted by the others.

You surely cannot regret that." Layelah's words sounded like the words of a mocking demon.

Yet she did not wish to distress me; she had merely stated my sentence in formal language, without any attempt to soften its tremendous import.