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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from My Aunt Margaret's Mirror by Walter Scott: his condition of absolute silence, while, stalking before them,
he led the way into the next apartment.
This was a large room, hung with black, as if for a funeral. At
the upper end was a table, or rather a species of altar, covered
with the same lugubrious colour, on which lay divers objects
resembling the usual implements of sorcery. These objects were
not indeed visible as they advanced into the apartment; for the
light which displayed them, being only that of two expiring
lamps, was extremely faint. The master--to use the Italian
phrase for persons of this description--approached the upper end
of the room, with a genuflection like that of a Catholic to the
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