Enjoy your existence: Indulge in every pleasure to which appetite may lead you: But from the moment that it quits your body, remember that your soul belongs to me, and that I will not be defrauded of my right.' The Monk was silent; But his looks declared that the Tempter's words were not thrown away.

He reflected on the conditions proposed with horror: On the other hand, He believed himself doomed to perdition and that, by refusing the Daemon's succour, He only hastened tortures which He never could escape.

The Fiend saw that his resolution was shaken: He renewed his instances, and endeavoured to fix the Abbot's indecision.

He described the agonies of death in the most terrific colours; and He worked so powerfully upon Ambrosio's despair and fears that He prevailed upon him to receive the Parchment.

He then struck the iron Pen which He held into a vein of the Monk's left hand.