Feudal tyrants; or, The Counts of Carlsheim and Sargans, volume 3 (of 4)Naubert, Benedikte
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Feudal tyrants; or, The Counts of Carlsheim and Sargans, volume 3 (of 4)
Naubert, Benedikte
German fiction -- Translations into English
“What was now to be done? While we agitated this question, Luprian stood
with his arms folded, silent and thoughtful, as if He too had been
resolving some difficult point; at length he threw himself on his knees
before us; and on condition that his life and liberty should be secured
to him, he made a proposal, which he swore to fulfil conscientiously.
—“No one but myself,” said he, “can enable you to set that captive free,
and it is in my power to show you such means as are most sure and
speedy. You see how rotten is this vault, and you may judge from the
faint murmur of her complaints, how deep her dungeon is sunk into the
ground. It will at any rate be long, ere you can force your way to her;
and from her extreme weakness it is unlikely, that she should live till
your arrival, even should she escape the imminent danger of having her
brains dashed out by some fragment of the crumbling roof. But only speak
one word to assure me of life and forgiveness, and I will immediately
furnish you with explanations, which (should you refuse my offer) this
dagger shall enable me to take with me to the grave.”—
“The naked steel, which Luprian now pointed towards his bosom, inspired
us with no alarm. It would have been easy to wrest the weapon from his
grasp; but our impatience to assist the unfortunate captive compelled us
to give the required promise. Her complaints had now again ceased to be
audible; and we felt, that not a moment was to be lost, if we meant to
find her still in existence.
“As soon as we had solemnly engaged not to attempt either his life or
freedom, Luprian resigned his dagger to one of the Monks, and informed
us, that in order to accomplish our object it would be necessary to quit
the vault, and seek a different entrance to the lady’s dungeon, which
was well known to him. Accordingly we followed him for some time, till
we arrived at a remote part of the Convent ruins.
—“Here,” said he, stopping before a ruined wall, from which he removed a
few loose stones, and showed us a narrow flight of stairs; “here you
must descend, and these steps will conduct you to the place, of which
you are in search. Now then I have performed my promise, and require the
performance of yours: permit me to retire.”—
“I hastily seized a torch from one of the Monks, and was hastening down
the staircase, without giving myself a moment’s reflection: but the more
prudent Abbot detained me, gave the torch to Luprian, and commanded him
to finish the work which he had begun, before he claimed the reward of
his services.
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