Tales of the supernatural: Six romantic storiesPlatt, James
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Tales of the supernatural: Six romantic stories
Platt, James
Paranormal fiction
The face of Tosca became white and red. He flashed that
time-honoured blade of his from its sheath, and motioned with it to
the Illyrian to take up a position opposite to him. Janko turned
round for one second to do so, and in that second the sword of his
faithless foe was plunged remorselessly through his back. The point
protruded through his breast. The next instant the sword had been
withdrawn, and the Illyrian lay upon the turf among the ragged hedge
pirates, who had fallen before by the same trained hand. But this
time the Venetian took the trouble to assure himself of the death of
his foe before returning his sword to its bed. That was the only
honour he paid to the body that had once been only less dear to him
than his own. That done, he threw himself down at the road side, and
took out from under his doublet that very talisman of which we have
heard so much. It had gained greatly in his estimation by the
mystery which had lately thickened round it. We have already
mentioned that it was suspended round his neck by a gold chain; but
we must now give a more particular description of the gem itself. It
had undoubtedly originally been intended for a seal, or, to speak
more correctly, seven seals, for it had (and this constituted its
particularity) seven sides or facets, and on each of these engraved a
sigil or cabalistic monogram, and each sigil was that of a different
planet of the seven that rule over the seven days of the week. All
this the bravo, from his early environment, was sufficiently skilled
to know. He also recognised at once that the person wishing to use
the stone for its original purpose of sealing, would choose on each
day that facet of the gem which bore the signature of the planet that
presided over the day in question. But this, though no doubt of
considerable efficiency, was not by any means of so great virtue as
to sufficiently explain the very enigmatical manner in which the
amulet had been alluded to by the hapless boy, whose present fate he
shuddered to reflect on. He endeavoured, with more or less success,
to banish speculation on that point by returning to his examination
of the ring, if we may apply that term to a jewel which was not
pierced with sufficiently large a hole to fit even upon the smallest
of fingers. Such hole as it had, and through which its chain now
passed, he conjectured must have been originally intended to receive
the handle of the seal, upon which, fitting loosely, the gem turning
round and round could be made to present any facet desired to the
paper which its owner intended to impress. At this point of his
meditation the bravo was aroused by the sound of footsteps. A number
of officials, both on horse and otherwise, had arrived from the
neighbouring town. These he recognised at once as belonging to that
inconvenient class (the guardians, let us say, of public safety) from
whom he had fled on many another well remembered occasion besides the
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