"Have I then sold myself to the fiend whom, if men say true, this yellow-starched and velveted old hag has chosen for her prince and master!"
The wretched minister! He had made a bargain very like it! Tempted by a dream of happiness, he ha d yielded himself with deliberate choice, as he had never done before, to what he knew was deadly sin. Scorn, bitterness, unprovoked malignity, gratuitous desire of ill, ridicule of whatever was good and holy, all awoke, to temp, even while they frightened him.
He had by this time reached his dwelling, on the edge of the burial-ground and, hastening up the stairs, took refuge in his study. The minister was glad to have reached this shelter, without first betraying himself, to the world by nay of those strange and wicked eccentricities to which he had been continually impelled while passing through the streets.
"He entered the accustomed room, and looked around him on it's books, its windows, its fireplace, and the tapestries comfort of the walls, with the same perception of strangeness that has haunted him through his walk from the forest-dell int the town, and thither-ward."
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