The Monk Page #4

Anthony...

Go away.

I no longer fret.

Godwilling we'll be

happy together forever.

I promise you.

- Is not this what you want?

- I do not.

I'm not the one that you prefer.

Tell me.

Trust to me.

Her face goes out of my head.

I need to be

next to it.

Then let me help you.

Jel to remember that night

when you went with me to the cemetery?

I saw in front of you

man who trembles.

Which is subjected to my commands.

I can help you.

Come with me now

the cemetery.

And Anthony will be yours.

- I can not accept your help.

- You know that she loves another?

The young man,

Far from the world.

For two days they will live

together in his castle.

And then it will be too late.

How did you know that it

love another?

How do you know?

I know.

As long as you hold the twigs,

All doors will be opened in front of you.

Even the door to anothers

bedroom.

Give in to the smell of the

twigs whilst sleeping.

Poee to act by tomorrow night,

at St.. Mary.

No you will not notice.

Mateo...

Brother Ambrose,

Your testimony can liberate you

only as an admission of guilt.

Brother Ambrose, it is the shrewdest work

that is only the devil could not come up.

Denounce you as a heretic,

blame you for all

worst sins.

Blame you for scoffing

over all that is holy,

and on behalf of the Court condemn

you to the penalty

which is provided

for such procedures.

Are you already said?

Come on, someone wants

to see you.

Satan has over us as

government, as we let him.

Join me, Ambrose.

We did so by different.

What happened to Antonija?

Sunken into madness.

More does not recognize anyone.

You are to blame for it.

Forget about Anthony.

Add me its soul,

acknowledge my power,

and in return I'll give you

eternity next to me.

Paradise for your soul,

if you save Antonio

from insanity.

Ambrose, think about yourself.

I offer you paradise

by my side.

I want her to be happy.

Good.

If you do you will.

Tell them you agree that we

hand over your soul,

and to give up all

right of benediction.

I give you my soul,

Denounce all rights

and blessings.

I admit only your powers.

I curse their Creator,

and His Son,

the Virgin Mary.

Power issued me.

I am completely broken.

My soul values.

My soul and prayers.

Those who we serve,

to support and aid.

Return to.

Protect me.

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