A little space--say fifty years,
Or only five, may be,
And all that now you prize so much
Shall change to what you see.’"
The last few lines of the song almost died away, for at the commencement
of the last stanza a most extraordinary change began to take place in
the singer. The only way in which I can describe it is to compare her
to a waxen image that was being melted rapidly by the strong light
falling from above. Everything seemed to slip away downward and
disappear, except the skeleton, which stood with hollow eye-sockets and
moving jaw chattering out the last few words. There was a frightful
shriek, and at the same moment the curtains fell together.
We were all, Sydney excepted, far too horrified to move. He, however,
got up immediately and drew back the curtains. The room was just as we
had left it; Miss Halcome still lay on the sofa in exactly the attitude
he had placed her. Lady Todman was the first to speak.
"Just as I said, tempting the devil! And a nice fright he has given us
all. Not that I was frightened. I just shut my eyes and said my
prayers."
The poor old woman was simply shivering as she spoke, and we must
therefore excuse her, for it is possible she did not know what she was
saying.
"If any one wishes to talk about what we have seen," remarked Sydney,
"he should do so at once, before we bring Miss Halcome out of her
trance, as I am sure every one will agree with me that nothing of what
has occurred should be mentioned in her presence."
"Oh! for goodness’ sake!" cried Lady Todman, whose chattering teeth
reminded me of the skeleton, "let’s wake her up at once, or we shall be
having I don’t know what next! It is quite sinful, it really is!"
As no one seemed inclined to do more than utter a few disjointed words
such as "Awful!" "Most remarkable!" etc., Sydney struck a match, and
lighting a powerful lamp held it in front of the girl’s eyes.
At this she sneezed twice, and then sitting up said--
"What’s the matter? Why did you all leave the table?"
Her companion, holding the lamp still near her eyes, then told her that
as she had gone into a trance the others had left the room, but he
mentioned nothing of any further experiences; and she, seeming none the
worse in any way, followed him into the outer room.
While looking round on the faces present I noticed that of a young man
who was a stranger to me. As the girl came forward a look of terror
passed over his features such as I had never seen before, and hope never
to see again. There was still more mystery, apparently, behind even the
late mysterious performance, and I began to wonder whether my friend’s
motive for coming might not have something to do with the terrified face
before me.
Shortly after this, to every one’s relief, the carriages began to be
announced. I asked Sydney if he were driving, and finding that he was
not, offered to take him with me.
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