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Ost. I cannot: I have not thoughts for prayer,—the gulph yawns before me—the unknown, the unbounded, the unfathomable!—Prayers! prayers! what prayers hath despair?

Jer. Hold, hold, refractory SpritSpirit [sic]! This obstinacy is destruction.I must call in brother Bernard to assist me: I cannot be answerable alone, in a service of such infinite moment.

There is some mistake in this: it is not Osterloo. It is, it is! but Oh, how changed! Thy hand, great God! has been upon him. (Going closer to him.) Osterloo! Osterloo!

Ost. I hear thee. Father.

Leo. (throwing aside her disguise.) Oh no! it is no Father. Lift up thine eyes and see an old friend before thee, with deliverance in her hand. (Holding out a key.)

Ost. (looking up wildly.) Is it a sound in my ears, or did any one say deliverance? (Gazing on her.) What thing art thou? A form of magic or delusion?