“I’ faith, yes,” said Master Jacques, fumbling in his pouch; “this parchment. There are words in it which we cannot comprehend. The criminal advocate, Monsieur Philippe Lheulier, nevertheless, knows a little Hebrew, which he learned in that matter of the Jews of the Rue Kantersten, at Brussels.”

So saying, Master Jacques unrolled a parchment. “Give it here,” said the archdeacon. And casting his eyes upon this writing: “Pure magic, Master Jacques!” he exclaimed. “‘Emen-H�tan!’ ‘Tis the cry of the vampires when they arrive at the witches’ sabbath.

Per ipsum, et cum ipso, et in ipso! ‘Tis the command which chains the devil in hell. Hax, pax, max! that refers to medicine. A formula against the bite of