ABRAHAM. She cried that all her vigils, prayers, and fasts had been thrown away.
EPHREM. If she perseveres in this penitence she will be saved.
ABRAHAM. She has not persevered. She has added worse to her evil deed.
EPHREM. Oh, this moves me to the depths of my heart!
ABRAHAM. After all these tears and lamentations she was overcome by remorse, and fell headlong into the abyss of despair.
EPHREM. A bitter business!
ABRAHAM. She despaired of being able to win pardon, and resolved to go back to the world and its vanities.
EPHREM. I cannot remember when the devil could boast of such a triumph over the hermits.
ABRAHAM. Now we are at the mercy of the demons.
EPHREM. I marvel that she could have escaped without your knowledge.