The Abbot moved not from his place: His faculties were all bound up in pleasure, anxiety, and surprize.

At length the darkness dispersing, He perceived Matilda standing near him in her religious habit, with the Myrtle in her hand.
No traces of the incantation, and the Vaults were only illuminated by the faint rays of the sepulchral Lamp.
'I have succeeded,' said Matilda, 'though with more difficulty than I expected.

Lucifer, whom I summoned to my assistance, was at first unwilling to obey my commands: To enforce his compliance I was constrained to have recourse to my strongest charms.

They have produced the desired effect, but I have engaged never more to invoke his agency in your favour.

Beware then, how you employ an opportunity which never will return.