I understood that he was offering Yva to me, but upon what terms?
That was the question.

With her was to go great dominion over the kingdoms of the earth.

I could not help remembering that always this has been and still is Satan's favourite bait.

To me it did not particularly appeal.

I had been ambitious in my time--who is not that is worth his salt?
I could have wished to excel in something, literature or art, or whatever it might be, and thus to ensure the memory of my name in the world.
Of course this is a most futile desire, seeing that soon or late every name must fade out of the world like an unfixed photograph which is exposed to the sun.