There was altogether something repulsive to sympathy about this old Shylock; and whether or not from any involuntary associations connected with his known profession (which certainly of itself might entitle him to succeed to the distinction of the monks, whom Voltaire called the modern vampyres), or more, as we believe, from his red hollow cheeks, adunc nose, and small appetite for butchers' meat, we wrote this man down in our imagination a Vampyre.