I implored compassion, rent the air with my cries, and summoned both heaven and earth to my assistance.

In vain! I was hurried down the Staircase, and forced into one of the Cells which lined the Cavern's sides.
My blood ran cold, as I gazed upon this melancholy abode.

The cold vapours hovering in the air, the walls green with damp, the bed of Straw so forlorn and comfortless, the Chain destined to bind me for ever to my prison, and the Reptiles of every description which as the torches advanced towards them, I descried hurrying to their retreats, struck my heart with terrors almost too exquisite for nature to bear.
Driven by despair to madness, I burst suddenly from the Nuns who held me: I threw myself upon my knees before the Prioress, and besought her mercy in the most passionate and frantic terms.
'If not on me,' said I, 'look at least with pity on that innocent Being, whose life is attached to mine! Great is my crime, but let not my Child suffer for it! My Baby has committed no fault: Oh! spare me for the sake of my unborn Offspring, whom ere it tastes life your severity dooms to destruction!' The Prioress drew back haughtily: She forced her habit from my grasp, as if my touch had been contagious.
'What ?' She exclaimed with an exasperated air; 'What?
Dare you plead for the produce of your shame?
Shall a Creature be permitted to live, conceived in guilt so monstrous?
Abandoned Woman, speak for him no more! Better that the Wretch should perish than live: Begotten in perjury, incontinence, and pollution, It cannot fail to prove a Prodigy of vice.

Hear me, thou Guilty! Expect no mercy from me either for yourself, or Brat.

Rather pray that Death may seize you before you produce it; Or if it must see the light, that its eyes may immediately be closed again for ever! No aid shall be given you in your labour; Bring your Offspring into the world yourself, Feed it yourself, Nurse it yourself, Bury it yourself: God grant that the latter may happen soon, lest you receive comfort from the fruit of your iniquity!' This inhuman speech, the threats which it contained, the dreadful sufferings foretold to me by the Domina, and her prayers for my Infant's death, on whom though unborn I already doated, were more than my exhausted frame could support.