She took the seat which I had just quitted: The door was again closed, and the Nuns ranged themselves behind their Superior, while the glare of their torches, dimmed by the vapours and dampness of the Vault, gilded with cold beams the surrounding Monuments.

For some moments all preserved a dead and solemn silence.

I stood at some distance from the Prioress.
At length She beckoned me to advance.

Trembling at the severity of her aspect my strength scarce sufficed me to obey her.

I drew near, but my limbs were unable to support their burthen.