De L'Orme.: The Works of G. P. R. James, Esq., Vol. XVI.James, G. P. R. (George Payne Rainsford)
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De L'Orme.: The Works of G. P. R. James, Esq., Vol. XVI.
James, G. P. R. (George Payne Rainsford)
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He was not indeed long; and on examining my side, he found that my
shoulder was dislocated, but that I had sustained no other injury of
consequence. After a painful operation, the process of which I need
not detail, I was put to bed, and the surgeon having given me a
draught to procure sleep and allay the pain I suffered, recommended me
to be kept as quiet as possible, and left me. I did not, however,
suffer all the servants to quit the room without inquiring whether I
had not heard the voice of the Chevalier de Montenero.
The valet replied, that he thought I must have been mistaken, for he
never heard of such a name in all his life; but as there had been a
good many persons round about when I was taken up, it was possible one
of these might have spoken in the manner I mentioned.
I was now left alone, and I endeavoured to forget as fast as possible,
in the arms of sleep, all the unpleasant circumstances round which
memory would fain have lingered. It was in vain, however, that I did
so; the feverish aching of my bones kept slumber far away. Every noise
that stirred in the house I heard; every step that moved along its
various halls and passages seemed beating upon the drum of my ear: I
could hear my own blood rush along my veins and throb in my head, as
if Vulcan and all the Cyclops of Etna had transferred their anvils to
my brain.
While in this state, a light suddenly shone through the keyhole and
under the door, and I heard several persons enter the dining-hall
through which I had been borne thither. Everything that was said
reached my ears as distinctly as if I had been present, and I soon
found that the principal person who entered was the nephew of the
proprietor of the house. He had just returned, it seemed, from some
spectacle, and bringing a friend with him, demanded supper with the
tone of a spoiled boy, who knew that his lightest word was law to all
who surrounded him. The supper was brought, with apparently all the
delicacies he demanded, for he made no complaint; and having sent for
all the most excellent wines in his uncle's cellar, he dismissed the
servants, and remained alone with his friend.
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