Secure from a discovery, He shuddered not at the idea of employing force: If He felt any repugnance, it arose not from a principle of shame or compassion, but from his feeling for Antonia the most sincere and ardent affection, and wishing to owe her favours to no one but herself.
The Monks quitted the Abbey at midnight.

Matilda was among the Choristers, and led the chaunt.

Ambrosio was left by himself, and at liberty to pursue his own inclinations.

Convinced that no one remained behind to watch his motions, or disturb his pleasures, He now hastened to the Western Aisles.

His heart beating with hope not unmingled with anxiety, He crossed the Garden, unlocked the door which admitted him into the Cemetery, and in a few minutes He stood before the Vaults.
Here He paused.
He looked round him with suspicion, conscious that his business was unfit for any other eye.