Suddenly, he paused, and seemed to await a response.

But, as none was made, greatly to the disappointment of Guy Fawkes, whose curiosity, notwithstanding his fears, was raised to the highest pitch, he cried, "Blood is wanting to complete the charm." "If that is all, I will speedily supply the deficiency," replied Guy Fawkes; and, drawing his rapier, he bared his left arm, and pricked it deeply with the point of the weapon.
"I bleed now," he cried.
"Sprinkle the corpse with the ruddy current," rejoined Doctor Dee.
"Your commands are obeyed," replied Fawkes.

"I have placed my hand on its breast, and the blood is flowing upon it." Upon this the Doctor began to mutter an incantation in a louder and more authoritative tone than before.

Presently, Kelley added his voice, and they both joined in a sort of chorus, but in a jargon wholly unintelligible to Guy Fawkes.
All at once a blue flame appeared above their heads, and, slowly descending, settled upon the brow of the corpse, lighting up the sunken cavities of the eyes, and the discoloured and distorted features.
"The charm works," shouted Doctor Dee.
"She moves! she moves!" exclaimed Guy Fawkes.

"She is alive!" "Take off your hand," cried the Doctor, "or mischief may ensue." And he again continued his incantation.
"Down on your knees!" he exclaimed, at length, in a terrible voice.