CHAPTER II.
Tell us, ye Dead, will none of you in pity To those you left behind disclose the secret?
O! That some courteous Ghost would blab it out, What 'tis you are, and we must shortly be.
I've heard that Souls departed have sometimes Fore-warned Men of their deaths: 'Twas kindly done To knock, and give the alarum.
Blair.
Ambrosio shuddered at himself, when He reflected on his rapid advances in iniquity.

The enormous crime which He had just committed filled him with real horror.

The murdered Elvira was continually before his eyes, and his guilt was already punished by the agonies of his conscience.
Time, however, considerably weakened these impressions: One day passed away, another followed it, and still not the least suspicion was thrown upon him.

Impunity reconciled him to his guilt: He began to resume his spirits; and as his fears of detection died away, He paid less attention to the reproaches of remorse.

Matilda exerted herself to quiet his alarms.