1 Because he knows a frightful fiend.
2 My abhorrence of this fiend cannot be conceived.
3 I was benevolent and good; misery made me a fiend.
4 The air was cold, and the rain again began to descend; we entered the hut, the fiend with an air of exultation, I with a heavy heart and depressed spirits.
5 You are in the wrong," replied the fiend; "and instead of threatening, I am content to reason with you.
6 I feared the vengeance of the disappointed fiend, yet I was unable to overcome my repugnance to the task which was enjoined me.
7 Sometimes I thought that the fiend followed me and might expedite my remissness by murdering my companion.
8 Three years before, I was engaged in the same manner and had created a fiend whose unparalleled barbarity had desolated my heart and filled it forever with the bitterest remorse.
9 Towards morning I was possessed by a kind of nightmare; I felt the fiend's grasp in my neck and could not free myself from it; groans and cries rang in my ears.
10 In the meantime I took every precaution to defend my person in case the fiend should openly attack me.
11 The murderous mark of the fiend's grasp was on her neck, and the breath had ceased to issue from her lips.
12 A fiend had snatched from me every hope of future happiness; no creature had ever been so miserable as I was; so frightful an event is single in the history of man.
13 The blue Mediterranean appeared, and by a strange chance, I saw the fiend enter by night and hide himself in a vessel bound for the Black Sea.
14 I inquired of the inhabitants concerning the fiend and gained accurate information.
15 Yet at the idea that the fiend should live and be triumphant, my rage and vengeance returned, and like a mighty tide, overwhelmed every other feeling.