night, about one in the morning
and she shuddered . `` Peace , sister , peace to your goblin talk , '' said Mother Matilda again . `` Let us think of holier things lest the foul fiend draw near to us . '' That night , about one in the morning , the foul fiend drew very near to Blossholme , and he came in the shape of fire . Suddenly the nuns were aroused from their beds by the sound of bells tolling wildly . Running to the window-places , they saw great sheets of flame leaping from the Abbey roofs . They threw open the casements and stared out terrified .