"Ah, my lord," said the priest, "If I am to die, tell me how soon I may be in Heaven?"
"Never," replied the angel. "You denied there was a Heaven."
"Then, my lord, may I go to Purgatory?"
"You denied Purgatory also; you must go straight to Hell," said the angel.
"But, my lord, I denied Hell also," answered the priest, "so you can't send me there either."
The angel was a little puzzled.
"Well," said he, "I'll tell you what I can do for you. You may either live now on earth for a hundred years, enjoying every pleasure, and then be cast into Hell for ever; or you may die in twenty-four hours in the most horrible torments, and pass through Purgatory, there to remain till the Day of Judgment, if only you can find some one person that believes, and through his belief mercy will be vouchsafed to you, and your soul will be saved."
The priest did not take five minutes to make up his mind.
"I will have death in the twenty-four hours," he said, "so that my soul may be saved at last."
On this the angel gave him directions as to what he was to do, and left him.