At half-past four he lighted the candle again, and this time he saw the Black Monk sitting in an arm-chair near the bed.
"Truly, we have fooled the Allies exquisitely," laughed the Black Monk.
A similar volume, "The Black Monk" (same translator and publisher), was issued some years ago.
He declared that the part of the Black Monk in history was an era in itself.
Almost fifteen hundred years have passed since the Black Monk brought in the new religion.
It was one of these dreams that suggested the subject of his story "The Black Monk."
In vain the Black Monk sought to beguile him from the holy fane, and whispered to him of bright eyes and a distant bower.
He got up and began walking about the room, thinking about the Black Monk.
In the course of the 12th century sporadic and limited unions of Black Monk monasteries arose in different parts.
I wrote "The Black Monk" without any melancholy ideas, through cool reflection.
