The midday sun
It was an angel ! but of shadows and flame , and not of light . At the moment when I was meditating thus , I beheld beside you a goat , a beast of witches , which smiled as it gazed at me . The midday sun gave him golden horns . Then I perceived the snare of the demon , and I no longer doubted that you had come from hell and that you had come thence for my perdition . I believed it . '' Here the priest looked the prisoner full in the face , and added , coldly , -- `` I believe it still .