But nothing can resist perseverance.

Though so artfully concealed, the Door could not escape the vigilance of the Archers.
They forced it open, and entered the Vault to the infinite dismay of Ambrosio and his Companion.

The Monk's confusion, his attempt to hide himself, his rapid flight, and the blood sprinkled upon his cloaths, left no room to doubt his being Antonia's Murderer.

But when He was recognized for the immaculate Ambrosio, 'The Man of Holiness,' the Idol of Madrid, the faculties of the Spectators were chained up in surprize, and scarcely could they persuade themselves that what they saw was no vision.

The Abbot strove not to vindicate himself, but preserved a sullen silence.