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stories by modern american authors-第66章

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which he had collected in his travels。  He made no scruple to

charge me with being in love; and threatened to inform the swain;

when he met him; of his good fortune。



Pleyel's temper made him susceptible of no durable impressions。

His conversation was occasionally visited by gleams of his ancient

vivacity; but; though his impetuosity was sometimes inconvenient;

there was nothing to dread from his malice。  I had no fear that my

character or dignity would suffer in his hands; and was not

heartily displeased when he declared his intention of profiting by

his first meeting with the stranger to introduce him to our

acquaintance。



Some weeks after this I had spent a toilsome day; and; as the sun

declined; found myself disposed to seek relief in a walk。  The

river bank is; at this part of it and for some considerable space

upward; so rugged and steep as not to be easily descended。  In a

recess of this declivity; near the southern verge of my little

demesne; was placed a slight building; with seats and lattices。

From a crevice of the rock to which this edifice was attached there

burst forth a stream of the purest water; which; leaping from ledge

to ledge for the space of sixty feet; produced a freshness in the

air; and a murmur; the most delicious and soothing imaginable。

These; added to the odors of the cedars which embowered it; and of

the honeysuckle which clustered among the lattices; rendered this

my favorite retreat in summer。



On this occasion I repaired hither。  My spirits drooped through the

fatigue of long attention; and I threw myself upon a bench; in a

state; both mentally and personally; of the utmost supineness。  The

lulling sounds of the waterfall; the fragrance; and the dusk;

combined to becalm my spirits; and; in a short time; to sink me

into sleep。  Either the uneasiness of my posture; or some slight

indisposition; molested my repose with dreams of no cheerful hue。

After various incoherences had taken their turn to occupy my fancy;

I at length imagined myself walking; in the evening twilight; to my

brother's habitation。  A pit; methought; had been dug in the path I

had taken; of which I was not aware。  As I carelessly pursued my

walk; I thought I saw my brother standing at some distance before

me; beckoning and calling me to make haste。  He stood on the

opposite edge of the gulf。  I mended my pace; and one step more

would have plunged me into this abyss; had not some one from behind

caught suddenly my arm; and exclaimed; in a voice of eagerness and

terror; 〃Hold! hold!〃



The sound broke my sleep; and I found myself; at the next moment;

standing on my feet; and surrounded by the deepest darkness。

Images so terrific and forcible disabled me for a time from

distinguishing between sleep and wakefulness; and withheld from me

the knowledge of my actual condition。  My first panic was succeeded

by the perturbations of surprise to find myself alone in the open

air and immersed in so deep a gloom。  I slowly recollected the

incidents of the afternoon; and how I came hither。  I could not

estimate the time; but saw the propriety of returning with speed to

the house。  My faculties were still too confused; and the darkness

too intense; to allow me immediately to find my way up the steep。

I sat down; therefore; to recover myself; and to reflect upon my

situation。



This was no sooner done; than a low voice was heard from behind the

lattice; on the side where I sat。  Between the rock and the lattice

was a chasm not wide enough to admit a human body; yet in this

chasm he that spoke appeared to be stationed。  〃Attend! attend! but

be not terrified。〃



I started; and exclaimed; 〃Good heavens! what is that?  Who are

you?〃



〃A friend; one come not to injure but to save you: fear nothing。〃



This voice was immediately recognized to be the same with one of

those which I had heard in the closet; it was the voice of him who

had proposed to shoot rather than to strangle his victim。  My

terror made me at once mute and motionless。  He continued; 〃I

leagued to murder you。  I repent。  Mark my bidding; and be safe。

Avoid this spot。  The snares of death encompass it。  Elsewhere

danger will be distant; but this spot; shun it as you value your

life。  Mark me further: profit by this warning; but divulge it not。

If a syllable of what has passed escape you; your doom is sealed。

Remember your father; and be faithful。〃



Here the accents ceased; and left me overwhelmed with dismay。  I

was fraught with the persuasion that during every moment I remained

here my life was endangered; but I could not take a step without

hazard of falling to the bottom of the precipice。  The path leading

to the summit was short; but rugged and intricate。  Even starlight

was excluded by the umbrage; and not the faintest gleam was

afforded to guide my steps。  What should I do?  To depart or remain

was equally and eminently perilous。



In this state of uncertainty; I perceived a ray flit across the

gloom and disappear。  Another succeeded; which was stronger; and

remained for a passing moment。  It glittered on the shrubs that

were scattered at the entrance; and gleam continued to succeed

gleam for a few seconds; till they finally gave place to

unintermitted darkness。



The first visitings of this light called up a train of horrors in

my mind; destruction impended over this spot; the voice which I had

lately heard had warned me to retire; and had menaced me with the

fate of my father if I refused。  I was desirous; but unable to

obey; these gleams were such as preluded the stroke by which he

fell; the hour; perhaps; was the same。  I shuddered as if I had

beheld suspended over me the exterminating sword。



Presently a new and stronger illumination burst through the lattice

on the right hand; and a voice from the edge of the precipice above

called out my name。  It was Pleyel。  Joyfully did I recognize his

accents; but such was the tumult of my thoughts that I had not

power to answer him till he had frequently repeated his summons。  I

hurried at length from the fatal spot; and; directed by the lantern

which he bore; ascended the hill。



Pale and breathless; it was with difficulty I could support myself。

He anxiously inquired into the cause of my affright and the motive

of my unusual absence。  He had returned from my brother's at a late

hour; and was informed by Judith that I had walked out before

sunset and had not yet returned。  This intelligence was somewhat

alarming。  He waited some time; but; my absence continuing; he had

set out in search of me。  He had explored the neighborhood with the

utmost care; but; receiving no tidings of me; he was preparing to

acquaint my brother with this circumstance; when he recollected the

summer…house on the bank; and conceived it possible that some

accident had detained me there。  He again inquired into the cause

of this detention; and of that confusion and dismay which my looks

testified。


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