I went away from home, and traveled many miles to the sea-side; still the tall dark man in his death agony was with me.

After this I strove against the fatality no more.

I returned to the Abbey, and tried to resign myself to my misery.

But this was not to be.

I had a hope that was dearer to me than my own life; I had one treasure belonging to me that I shuddered at the prospect of losing; and when the phantom presence stood a warning obstacle between me and this one treasure, this dearest hope, then my misery grew heavier than I could bear.