Tales of the supernatural: Six romantic storiesPlatt, James
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Tales of the supernatural: Six romantic stories
Platt, James
Paranormal fiction
"The oath of our brotherhood, I fear, was writ in water. You are, in
fact, the only one of all my company that has kept faith with me.
For that very reason I would not spare your neck from the halter, nor
your limbs from the wheel. But also for that very reason I will not
set your immortal soul in jeopardy."
"My immortal soul! Is this business then unhallowed that you go
upon? Now I remember me that this mountain at certain seasons is
said to be haunted by evil spirits. Master, you also are bound by
our path to tell me all."
"You shall know all, Enno, were oaths even cheaper than they are.
You have deserved by your devotion to be the confessor of your
friend."
"Friend is no name for companionship such as ours. I am sure you
would die for me. I believe I could die for you, Hageck."
"Enough, you have been more than brother to me. I had a brother
once, after the fashion of this world, and it is his envious hand
which has placed me where I stand. That was before I knew you, Enno,
and it is some sweets in my cup at any rate, that had he not betrayed
me I should never have known you. Nevertheless, you will admit that
since he robbed me of the girl I loved, even your loyal heart is a
poor set off for what fate and fraternity took from me. In fine, we
both loved the same girl, but she loved me, and would have none of my
brother. She was beautiful, Enno--how beautiful you can never guess
that have not yet loved."
"I have never conceived any other love than that I bear you."
"Tush, boy, you know not what you say. But to return to my story.
One day that I was walking with her my brother would have stabbed me.
She threw herself between and was killed upon my breast."
He tore open his clothes at the throat and showed a great faded stain
upon his skin.
"The hangman's brand shall fade," he cried, "ere that wash out.
Accursed be the mother that bore me seeing that she also first bore
him! The devil squat down with him in his resting, lie with him in
his sleeping, as the devil has sat and slept with me every noon and
night since that deed was done. Never give way to love of woman,
Enno, lest you lose the one you love, and with her lose the balance
of your life."
"Alas! Hageck, I fear I never shall."
"Since that miscalled day, blacker than any night, you know as well
as any one the sort of death in life I led. I had the good or evil
luck to fall in with some broken men like myself, fortune's foes and
foes of all whom fortune cherishes, you among them. Red blood, red
gold for a while ran through our fingers. Then a turn of the wheel,
and, presto, my men are squandered to every wind that blows--I am a
fugitive with a price upon my head!"
"And with one comrade whom, believe me, wealth is too poor to buy."
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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