To give up your society would be to deprive myself of the greatest pleasure of my life.

Then reveal to me what afflicts you, and believe me while I solemnly swear....' 'Hold!' interrupted the Novice; 'Swear, that whatever be my secret, you will not oblige me to quit the Monastery till my Noviciate shall expire.' 'I promise it faithfully, and as I keep my vows to you, may Christ keep his to Mankind.

Now then explain this mystery, and rely upon my indulgence.' 'I obey you.

Know then....

Oh! how I tremble to name the word! Listen to me with pity, revered Ambrosio! Call up every latent spark of human weakness that may teach you compassion for mine! Father!' continued He throwing himself at the Friar's feet, and pressing his hand to his lips with eagerness, while agitation for a moment choaked his voice; 'Father!' continued He in faltering accents, 'I am a Woman!' The Abbot started at this unexpected avowal.