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stories by modern american authors-第72章

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the only kind of boat which Pleyel used; I was; likewise; actuated

by an hereditary dread of water。  These circumstances combined to

bestow considerable plausibility on this conjecture; but the

consternation with which I began to be seized was allayed by

reflecting that; if this disaster had happened; my brother would

have received the speediest information of it。  The consolation

which this idea imparted was ravished from me by a new thought。

This disaster might have happened; and his family not be apprised

of it。  The first intelligence of his fate may be communicated by

the livid corpse which the tide may cast; many days hence; upon the

shore。



Thus was I distressed by opposite conjectures; thus was I tormented

by phantoms of my own creation。  It was not always thus。  I can

ascertain the date when my mind became the victim of this

imbecility; perhaps it was coeval with the inroad of a fatal

passion;a passion that will never rank me in the number of its

eulogists; it was alone sufficient to the extermination of my

peace; it was itself a plenteous source of calamity; and needed not

the concurrence of other evils to take away the attractions of

existence and dig for me an untimely grave。



The state of my mind naturally introduced a train of reflections

upon the dangers and cares which inevitably beset a human being。

By no violent transition was I led to ponder on the turbulent life

and mysterious end of my father。  I cherished with the utmost

veneration the memory of this man; and every relic connected with

his fate was preserved with the most scrupulous care。  Among these

was to be numbered a manuscript containing memoirs of his own life。

The narrative was by no means recommended by its eloquence; but

neither did all its value flow from my relationship to the author。

Its style had an unaffected and picturesque simplicity。  The great

variety and circumstantial display of the incidents; together with

their intrinsic importance as descriptive of human manners and

passions; made it the most useful book in my collection。  It was

late: but; being sensible of no inclination to sleep; I resolved to

betake myself to the perusal of it。



To do this; it was requisite to procure a light。  The girl had long

since retired to her chamber: it was therefore proper to wait upon

myself。  A lamp; and the means of lighting it; were only to be

found in the kitchen。  Thither I resolved forthwith to repair; but

the light was of use merely to enable me to read the book。  I knew

the shelf and the spot where it stood。  Whether I took down the

book; or prepared the lamp in the first place; appeared to be a

matter of no moment。  The latter was preferred; and; leaving my

seat; I approached the closet in which; as I mentioned formerly; my

books and papers were deposited。



Suddenly the remembrance of what had lately passed in this closet

occurred。  Whether midnight was approaching; or had passed; I knew

not。  I was; as then; alone and defenseless。  The wind was in that

direction in which; aided by the deathlike repose of nature; it

brought to me the murmur of the waterfall。  This was mingled with

that solemn and enchanting sound which a breeze produces among the

leaves of pines。  The words of that mysterious dialogue; their

fearful import; and the wild excess to which I was transported by

my terrors; filled my imagination anew。  My steps faltered; and I

stood a moment to recover myself。



I prevailed on myself at length to move toward the closet。  I

touched the lock; but my fingers were powerless; I was visited

afresh by unconquerable apprehensions。  A sort of belief darted

into my mind that some being was concealed within whose purposes

were evil。  I began to contend with those fears; when it occurred

to me that I might; without impropriety; go for a lamp previously

to opening the closet。  I receded a few steps; but before I reached

the chamber door my thoughts took a new direction。  Motion seemed

to produce a mechanical influence upon me。  I was ashamed of my

weakness。  Besides; what aid could be afforded me by a lamp?



My fears had pictured to themselves no precise object。  It would be

difficult to depict in words the ingredients and hues of that

phantom which haunted me。  A hand invisible and of preternatural

strength; lifted by human passions; and selecting my life for its

aim; were parts of this terrific image。  All places were alike

accessible to this foe; or; if his empire were restricted by local

bounds; those bounds were utterly inscrutable by me。  But had I not

been told; by some one in league with this enemy; that every place

but the recess in the bank was exempt from danger?



I returned to the closet; and once more put my hand upon the lock。

Oh; may my ears lose their sensibility ere they be again assailed

by a shriek so terrible!  Not merely my understanding was subdued

by the sound; it acted on my nerves like an edge of steel。  It

appeared to cut asunder the fibers of my brain and rack every joint

with agony。



The cry; loud and piercing as it was; was nevertheless human。  No

articulation was ever more distinct。  The breath which accompanied

it did not fan my hair; yet did every circumstance combine to

persuade me that the lips which uttered it touched my very

shoulder。



〃Hold! hold!〃 were the words of this tremendous prohibition; in

whose tone the whole soul seemed to be wrapped up; and every energy

converted into eagerness and terror。



Shuddering; I dashed myself against the wall; and; by the same

involuntary impulse; turned my face backward to examine the

mysterious monitor。  The moonlight streamed into each window; and

every corner of the room was conspicuous; and yet I beheld nothing!



The interval was too brief to be artificially measured; between the

utterance of these words and my scrutiny directed to the quarter

whence they came。  Yet; if a human being had been there; could he

fail to have been visible?  Which of my senses was the prey of a

fatal illusion?  The shock which the sound produced was still felt

in every part of my frame。  The sound; therefore; could not but be

a genuine commotion。  But that I had heard it was not more true

than that the being who uttered it was stationed at my right ear;

yet my attendant was invisible。



I cannot describe the state of my thoughts at that moment。

Surprise had mastered my faculties。  My frame shook; and the vital

current was congealed。  I was conscious only of the vehemence of my

sensations。  This condition could not be lasting。  Like a tide;

which suddenly mounts to an overwhelming height and then gradually

subsides; my confusion slowly gave place to order; and my tumults

to a calm。  I was able to deliberate and move。  I resumed my feet;

and advanced into the midst of the room。  Upward; and behind; and

on each side; I threw penetrating glances。  I was not satisfied

with one examination。  He that hitherto refused to be seen might

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