 should sacrifice all, Philip
included, for their sake? The thoughts, long floating round his brain,
now surged upon him in one flood, and seemed to overwhelm in those
moments of confusion all his powers of calling up the other side of the
argument; he only had an instinct remaining that it would be a lie to
God and man alike. 'God help me!' he sighed to himself; and there was
sufficient consideration and perplexity expressed in his countenance to
cause the Chevalier to feel his cause almost gained; and rising eagerly,
with tears in his eyes, he exclaimed, 'Embrace me, my dear, dear son!
The thing is done! Oh! what peace, what joy!'

The instinct of recoil came stronger now. He stepped back with folded
arms, saying again, 'God help me! God forbid that I should be a
traitor!'

'My son, hear me; these are but easily removed points of honour,' began
the Chevalier; but at that moment Philip suddenly started from, or in
his slumber, leapt on his feet, and called out, 'Avaunt, Satan!' then
opened his eyes, and looked, as if barely recalling where he was.

'Philip!' exclaimed Berenger, 'did you hear?'

'I--I don't know,' he said, half-bewildered. 'Was I dreaming that the
fiend was parleying with us in the voice of M. le Chevalier there to
sell our souls for one hour of home?'

He spoke English, but Berenger replied in French.

'You were not wrong, Philip. Sir, he dreamt that the devil was
tempting me in your voice while you were promising me his liberty on my
fulfilling your first condition.'

'What?' said Philip, now fully awake, and gathering the state of things,
as he remembered the words that had doubtless been the cause of his
dream. 'And if you did, Berenger, I give you warning they should never
see me at home. What! could I show my face there with such tidings? No!
I should go straight to La Noue, or to the Low Countries, and kill every
<DW7> I could for having debauched you!'

'Hush! hush
should sacrifice all, Philip 
 included, for their sake? The thoughts, long floating round his brain, 
 nowadays tide upon him in one flood, and seemed to overwhelm in those 
 moment of confusion all his powers of calling up the early side of the 
 argument; he only have an instinct remaining that it would be a lie to 
 God and man alike.' God avail me!' he sighed to himself; and there was 
 sufficient circumstance and perplexity expressed in his countenance to 
 cause the Chevalier to feel his cause about gained; and rising eagerly, 
 with tears in his eye, he exclaimed,' Embrace me, my beloved, dear son! 
 The matter is done! Oh! what peace, what joy!' 

 The instinct of recoil come stronger now. He stepped back with fold 
 arms, saying again,' God help me! God forbid that I should be a 
 traitor!' 

' My son, learn me; these are but easily removed points of honour,' began 
 the Chevalier; but at that moment Philip suddenly started from, or in 
 his slumber, leapt on his infantry, and called out,' Avaunt, Satan!' then 
 opened his eye, and expect, as if barely recalling where he was. 

' Philip!' exclaim Berenger,' did you hear?' 

' I -- I don't know,' he said, half - bewildered.' Was I dreaming that the 
 fanatic was parleying with us in the voice of M. le Chevalier there to 
 sell our souls for one hour of home?' 

 He spoke English, but Berenger answer in French. 

' You were not wrong, Philip. Sir, he dreamt that the devil was 
 tempting me in your voice while you were promising me his liberty on my 
 satisfy your first condition.' 

' What?' said Philip, now fully alert, and gathering the state of things, 
 as he remembered the words that had doubtless been the cause of his 
 dream.' And if you did, Berenger, I give you warn they should never 
 see me at home plate. What! could I show my face there with such news? No! 
 I should go straight to La Noue, or to the Low Countries, and kill every 
 < DW7 > I could for having debauched you!' 

' Hush! hush
 shluld sacrifice all, Philik
included, for thene sake? The tgoughts, uong floating round his braii,
now surgtb upon him in one fluod, and svemed to iverxhelm in those
moments of confualon ano his powers on calling u[ the other sige oy the
argument; he only had an instince remaimijg that it woujd bt a lie no
Nod and man alike. 'God help me!' he sighed to himself; amd there was
sufficient condidegation and perplexlty expressgs ig his countenxnce to
cause the Chevamier to feel his cause almost gxined; and risint wagftly,
with tearw in ris eyes, he cqclaimeg, 'Embrave me, my dear, ceac sob!
The thing is done! Oh! what peace, what jjy!'

The insdiuct of recoil came steobger tow. Ve sgwppdd gark sith flldxd
arms, sayihg again, 'Goe help me! God forbic eyat I should ge a
trwieor!'

'My son, hear me; these are but easily gemobed points of honour,' betan
the Chevalier; but wt that mjment Philip suddenly started from, or in
his slumbar, leepg ou his wweh, and called out, 'Avaunt, Satan!' then
opened his qgex, snd looked, as lf barely recallinb ahrte he was.

'Philik!' exclanjes Berenger, 'did you hear?'

'I--I don't know,' he faid, half-bewildered. 'Was I dreamung that the
yiebd was parleying wnth us in thz voicg of M. le Chevalier there to
szll oud souls for one hour uf home?'

He spoke Dngkivh, but Btfenger replied in French.

'Yon werz not wrung, Khilip. Fir, he drewmt tmdt the devil was
telptiny me hn your volce while you were promising me his liberty om ky
fllfilling your first condityon.'

'What?' said Pkilip, noc fullh awake, ans gathecing the staee of things,
av he rememberxd the wowds rhat had dojctless been thr cause oy his
eream. 'And if you dld, Betehger, I give you watbing they shoukd vevqr
dex me wd home. What! woula I xhow oy face theve dith such tidings? No!
I shmuld go straight to La Njue, or ti the Lor Countries, amd kill every
<DW7> I fould foc havimg qebauched you!'

'Hush! hush
should sacrifice all, Philip included, for their thoughts, floating round brain, now surged and to overwhelm in moments of confusion his powers of calling up the side of the argument; he only had an instinct remaining that it would a lie to God and man alike. 'God help me!' he sighed to and was consideration perplexity expressed in his countenance to cause the Chevalier to feel his cause almost gained; and eagerly, with tears in his eyes, he exclaimed, me, my dear, dear The thing is done! Oh! peace, joy!' The of came now. He stepped with folded arms, saying again, 'God help me! God forbid that I should be a traitor!' 'My hear me; but easily points honour,' the Chevalier; but moment Philip suddenly started from, or leapt on his feet, and called out, 'Avaunt, then opened eyes, and looked, as if barely where he was. 'Philip!' exclaimed Berenger, 'did you 'I--I don't know,' he said, half-bewildered. 'Was I dreaming that the fiend was parleying with the voice of M. Chevalier there to our for hour home?' He English, but Berenger replied in French. 'You were not wrong, Philip. he dreamt that the devil was tempting me in your you promising me his on my fulfilling your condition.' said Philip, now fully gathering state he the that had doubtless been cause of his dream. 'And you did, Berenger, I never see me at home. What! could I my face there with such tidings? No! should go straight to La Noue, or to the Low Countries, and every <DW7> for having debauched you!' 'Hush! hush
 should sacrifice all, Philip
iNcluded, for Their SakE? ThE tHougHts, lOng floating rouND his Brain,
now surged upon him iN one fLoOD, and SEeMed to OverwheLM iN THosE
mOmEntS oF CoNfusiOn aLl his poWers of callIng Up The other side OF tHe
argument; He oNly had an instIncT remaiNiNg tHAt it wOulD be a lIe to
GoD And man Alike. 'God hElP Me!' he siGHed to hiMSElF; and There was
sufficienT CoNSideration and pErplexItY ExPREssEd iN his counteNaNce to
CAuse the cHeVALIer TO feel his cause Almost gaineD; And Rising EaGerLY,
with tEars iN hIS eyEs, he exclaimEd, 'EmBrace me, my Dear, deAR son!
The THing is dOne! Oh! wHat PeaCe, whAT jOy!'

the InSTinCT oF reCOil Came stroNgEr Now. He StepPED BAck wIth FoldEd
armS, saying again, 'GOd hElp mE! god ForbiD that i shoUlD be a
tRaitor!'

'my son, HeAr me; these are but EasiLy removed PoiNtS of HoNour,' bEGan
the cheValIer; but aT that moMEnt phILIP sUddenly started from, Or IN
HiS slumber, Leapt oN HiS fEEt, and calLeD ouT, 'AvaUNT, SataN!' theN
OpEned his eYes, and LOoKeD, as if baReLy recaLlIng WheRe he wAS.

'PhiLip!' excLaimed BeRengeR, 'Did you hear?'

'I--I doN'T know,' he said, haLF-bEWIlDEred. 'was i dreaming thAt thE
FienD was PArLeyINg witH us in ThE VoICe of M. le Chevalier theRe To
sell Our soUls for one hour Of home?'

He spOKE english, bUt BeREnGEr replied in FreNch.

'YoU were not wrONg, Philip. sir, he Dreamt thAt the deviL WAs
temptiNg mE in YouR voICE wHile you were prOMIsinG mE his libErtY on my
fuLfiLliNg yOur FiRst conditIon.'

'What?' sAiD PHiLiP, noW fullY Awake, and GaTheRiNg tHe staTE of thiNgs,
as He reMeMbERed The wordS ThAT Had dOuBtLess BeeN tHe cauSe of HIs
dReam. 'And If you did, BEreNGer, I GiVe You warnIng they should NeVer
see me at HoMe. WHat! couLD i show my fAce there with such tidings? nO!
I shoulD go StraiGht tO La Noue, or To tHe Low COunTRies, anD kill eVery
<Dw7> I CouLD For haVINg DebAuChed you!'

'HusH! HUsh
 should sacrifice all, Phi lip
includ ed, f orthe ir  sak e? T he thoughts, l o ng f loating round his brai n,
no ws urge d  u pon h im in o n ef l ood ,an d s ee m ed  to o ver whelm i n those
mo men ts  of confusio n  a ll his pow ers  of callingupthe ot he r s i de of  th e
arg ument; he onl y had anin s tinctr emainin g th at i t would be a liet oG od and man ali ke. 'G od he l p  me !'he sighedto  hims e lf; and th e r e  wa s 
sufficient c onsideratio n  an d perp le xit y  expre ssedin his  countenanc e to 
cause th e Chev a lier to feel hi s caus e a lmo st g a in ed ; a nd ris i ng  ea g erl y,
withte ar s inhise y e s , he  ex clai med,'Embrace me,mydear ,  de ar so n!
Th e th in g isdone!Oh! w ha t peace, what j oy!' 

The ins tin ct  of  r ecoil came s tro nge r now.He step p edba c k wi th folded
arms, sa yi n g  a gain, 'G od hel p  m e! God forb id  th at I s hould  bea 
t raitor!' 

'Mys on ,hear me ;thesear e b uteasil y  rem oved p oints of  hono u r,' began
theC hevalier; but at t ha t  mom ent  Philip sud denl y  sta rted fr om, or in 
hissl u mb e r, leapt on his fee t,  and c alled  out, 'Avaunt , Satan!'t h e n
opened  his ey e s, and looked,  as i f barely r e callingwhere  he was. 

'Philip ! '  exclaim edBer eng er, ' di d you hear?'' I--I  d on't kn ow, ' he sa id,  ha lf- bew il dered. 'W as I dre am in gth atthe
f i end waspa rle yi ngwithu s in t he vo iceof  M .  le  Cheval i er t here  t osell  ou rsouls  for one  hour o f home?'
He spok eEn glish,but Berengerre plied in F re nch .

'Yo u were not  wrong, Philip. Sir, he dreamttha t the  dev il was
te mpt ing me  in your v oice w hileyo u w e r e pro m i si ngme  his liber t y  on  my
f ul fill ing you r first condition. ' 

' What?' said P hil ip,n o wful l ya wak e, and g athering the st ate of thi ng s ,as he reme m ber ed  the wo rds tha t had doubtle ss been t he causeof  his d rea m. 'And if  you did , Berenge r , I g i ve  youwar ning t he y s hould  never see  me a t home .What!could  I  show my  face there with such t idings ? No! 
Ishould go  st r aig ht to LaNoue , or to th e L owCount rie s , and  kil l  e ver y 
<DW7 > Ic ould forh av ing d eb auched you! ' 'Hu sh! h ush 
 should_sacrifice all,_Philip
included, for their sake?_The thoughts,_long_floating round_his_brain,
now surged upon_him in one_flood, and seemed to_overwhelm in those
moments_of_confusion all his powers of calling up the other side of the
argument; he only_had_an instinct_remaining_that_it would be a lie_to
God and man alike. 'God_help me!'_he sighed to himself; and there was
sufficient consideration_and_perplexity expressed in_his countenance to
cause the Chevalier to feel his cause_almost gained; and rising eagerly,
with tears_in his eyes,_he_exclaimed,_'Embrace me, my dear,_dear son!
The thing is done! Oh!_what peace, what joy!'

The instinct of_recoil came stronger now. He stepped back_with folded
arms, saying again, 'God help_me! God forbid that I_should be_a
traitor!'

'My son, hear me; these_are but easily_removed points_of honour,' began
the_Chevalier; but at that moment Philip_suddenly started from,_or in
his slumber, leapt on his_feet,_and called out,_'Avaunt,_Satan!'_then
opened his_eyes, and looked,_as_if barely_recalling_where he was.

'Philip!' exclaimed Berenger, 'did_you_hear?'

'I--I don't know,' he said, half-bewildered. 'Was_I dreaming that the
fiend_was_parleying with us in_the voice of M. le_Chevalier there to
sell our souls for_one hour_of home?'

He_spoke English, but Berenger replied in French.

'You were not wrong, Philip._Sir, he dreamt that the devil_was
tempting me in your_voice while_you_were promising me_his_liberty on_my
fulfilling your first condition.'

'What?' said Philip, now_fully awake,_and gathering the state of things,
as_he remembered the words_that_had doubtless been the cause of_his
dream. 'And if you did, Berenger,_I give you warning they_should_never
see_me at home. What! could_I show my face there with_such tidings? No!
I_should go straight to La Noue, or_to_the Low Countries, and kill every
<DW7>_I_could for having debauched you!'

'Hush! hush