"Do you hesitate?" the demon asked in a sub-acid voice.
The pirate sighed. The conditions seemed hard, still he must accept them.
"No, I don't," he said; "it is a bargain."
"Very good; now leave me to my work."
"As you please," the pirate answered, and prepared to go down; but, suddenly reflecting, he added, "Tell me, can you not do me a service?"
"With pleasure."
"During our conversation night has fallen; it is as black as in your domains, and I am frightfully afraid of breaking my neck in going down to the plain."
"Do you wish to rest?"
"Yes; the day has been fatiguing, and I am desirous of sleep."
"All right; nothing is easier."