When I was in the pit, I at once found the end; and it is about two ells of Montpellier long and at the end of the pit it is a bit twisted to the left. And as soon as I was at the end, I tried with my hands to see if I could find a hole or a place through which I could pass but I did not find any. The truth is that going forward I felt that the end of the pit was very weak and it appeared that if one kept up the pressure one would enter. And then I sat myself down as well as I could and stayed like that for more than an hour without thought for anything else. It is true that a sweating and great anguish of heart took me as if I was seasick or sailing. And after a bit I fell asleep almost through boredom for the great anguish I had had; afterwards there came a thunderclap so great that all those who were in the monastery, both the canons and those who had come with me, felt it as if it were September thunder; and the sky was clear so that all those outside considered this a great wonder. And in that hour I fell from a height of some two ells; but through the anguish which I had had so that I was all sleepy, I was a bit dazed and for the great thunderclap which had been so terrible that it almost deafened me. And after a bit I groaned and said the words which the prior had taught me, which are as follows: ‘Christe fili Dei vivi, miserere mei peccatori.’ And then I saw the pit opened and went through it for a long way and I lost my companion — I neither saw him nor knew what had become of him.