Eugene Aram — CompleteLytton, Edward Bulwer Lytton, Baron
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Eugene Aram — Complete
Lytton, Edward Bulwer Lytton, Baron
Aram, Eugene, 1704-1759 -- Fiction
Winding a narrow path, (for the whole country was as familiar as a
garden to his footstep) that led through the tall wet herbage, almost
along the perilous brink of the stream, Aram was now aware, by the
increased and deafening sound of the waters, that the appointed spot was
nearly gained; and presently the glimmering and imperfect light of the
skies, revealed the dim shape of a gigantic rock, that rose abruptly
from the middle of the stream; and which, rude, barren, vast, as it
really was, seemed now, by the uncertainty of night, like some monstrous
and deformed creature of the waters, suddenly emerging from their vexed
and dreary depths. This was the far-famed Crag, which had borrowed from
tradition its evil and ominous name. And now, the stream, bending round
with a broad and sudden swoop, showed at a little distance, ghostly and
indistinct through the darkness, the mighty Waterfall, whose roar had
been his guide. Only in one streak a-down the giant cataract, the
stars were reflected; and this long train of broken light glittered
preternaturally forth through the rugged crags and the sombre verdure,
that wrapped either side of the waterfall in utter and rayless gloom.
Nothing could exceed the forlorn and terrific grandeur of the spot; the
roar of the waters supplied to the ear what the night forbade to the
eye. Incessant and eternal they thundered down into the gulf; and then
shooting over that fearful basin, and forming another, but a mimic fall,
dashed on, till they were opposed by the sullen and abrupt crag below;
and besieging its base with a renewed roar, sent their foamy and angry
spray half way up the hoar ascent.
At this stern and dreary spot, well suited for such conferences as Aram
and Houseman alone could hold; and which, whatever was the original
secret that linked the two men thus strangely, seemed of necessity to
partake of a desperate and lawless character, with danger for its main
topic, and death itself for its colouring, Aram now paused, and with an
eye accustomed to the darkness, looked around for his companion.
He did not wait long: from the profound shadow that girded the space
immediately around the fall, Houseman now emerged and joined the
Student. The stunning noise of the cataract in the place where they met,
forbade any attempt to converse; and they walked on by the course of
the stream, to gain a spot less in reach of the deafening shout of the
mountain giant as he rushed with his banded waters, upon the valley like
a foe.
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