Rule of the Monk; Or, Rome in the Nineteenth CenturyGaribaldi, Giuseppe
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Rule of the Monk; Or, Rome in the Nineteenth Century
Garibaldi, Giuseppe
Italian fiction -- Translations into English; Rome (Italy) -- History -- 1798-1870 -- Fiction
"'Besides, yesterday, she saved me from the insults and violence of an
infamous prelate, who introduced himself into this cell (no doubt by
the help of that old wretch), and who even offered me bribes if I would
listen to his wicked proposals. She saved me by rushing in and uttering
loud cries.
"'In vain did they promise her liberty if she would induce me to comply
with their wishes, but nothing have they ever been able to obtain.
During the day they compel us to do the vilest work of the cloister, and
at night they shut us up in this unclean den.'
"Tears again flowed on the lovely face of my dear one, while she uttered
these words, and I assure you, captain, that my hand instinctively
touched my dagger, with a wild wish to revenge Nanna's wrongs.
"I don't know how I restrained myself, for I was furious; I could have
annihilated the vile being before me, but it was well I did not, for
without her I should never again have seen the light of heaven. 'Where
is the second door you speak of? whither does it lead?' I demanded.
"'It leads outside the convent,' she replied; 'remove that iron bed
which stands in the corner, and I will show you.'
"I removed it, but saw nothing.
"'Try to stir the bricks where the mortar looks damp.'
"Taking hold of an iron bar from the bedstead, I began to move the
bricks indicated. Finally I discovered a ring in a piece of wood,
which showed the existence of a trap-door. I lifted the trap, and
was surprised to find a staircase below. 'I must arrange the order of
march,' said I to myself, 'and make the old witch the leader.' I then
desired my young companions to follow, and giving one taper with little
ceremony to the abbess, said to her, 'Forward!'
"'This then,' thought I, 'is the secret stair; and how many black deeds
have been committed in these labyrinths? Ah! poor deluded people, who
fancy you are sending your daughters to be educated in asylums of purity
when you place your children in convents!'"
CHAPTER LXII. THE NARRATIVE OF MARZIO CONTINUED.
Marzio continued: "The old abbess walked in front, I followed, and the
young girls brought up the rear. We descended about fifty steps, and
entered a rather spacious passage, which soon led us into a large room.
I suppose it to have been large, for, with the help of the feeble taper,
I could scarcely distinguish the walls. We had gone about ten paces,
when I seemed to hear lamentations. I stopped, in order to listen
better, but when I recollected myself, and was moving on, looking
forward to my guide, behold I was in utter darkness.
"My God! I sprang forward with such a leap as a tiger might have taken,
when from its hiding-place in the forest it rushes on its prey. Darkness
was all I caught. In vain I turned round and round, my arms stretched
as far as they could extend, in the hope of meeting that woman-fiend.
I darted against the wall, and kept following it, at the risk of taking
the skin off my hands, but I found no door.
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