Portugal -- History -- Joseph, 1750-1777 -- Fiction
They were not the only people seen among the ruins; for the ruffian
banditti continued their depredations, unawed by the summary punishment
of two or three of their number, who had been seized in the fact, and
hung, by the Minister's orders, without further trial. But there was
one who belonged to neither of those classes, who had been seen, night
and day, constantly wandering in every direction, gazing at every female
corpse he passed, and eagerly eyeing every person he encountered,
fearless of danger from the burning edifices, and disregarding the
menaces of the vile wretches he often interrupted in their lawless
pursuits. His countenance was worn and haggard, and his dress
disordered and soiled, though, from his air and general appearance, he
evidently belonged to the Fidalguia. He was closely followed by another
person, who, although pale and wearied, did not exhibit the same signs
of mental prostration and wretchedness, and was, from his costume and
manner, apparently the servant of the first. The day was nearly spent,
but still he wandered on, uncertain which way to direct his steps. He
stopped to question each person he met; but all considered him as one
whose brain had been turned by the horrors of the times, and,
disregarding him, hurried by. On he wandered, his search proving, too
clearly, as fruitless as at first, till he observed a naval officer,
followed by a party of men in uniform, at a little distance: he hurried
towards them.
"Have you discovered any traces of her?--have you any chance of finding
her?" he eagerly exclaimed, addressing the officer.
"Alas! my dear Luis, no," answered Captain Pinto. "I have as yet been
unsuccessful; but the Minister, to whom I recounted your sad tale, has
sent for a person who will to-morrow accompany you in your search, and
will be of more aid than all the soldiers of the kingdom. He declares
that, if these atrocities, which have disgraced humanity since the fatal
day, do not cease, he will inflict such severe chastisement on all
malefactors as will effectually terrify others from continuing the like
excesses. In the mean time, come and take some rest, or you will to no
purpose wear out both body and mind with fatigue."
"I cannot rest until I have recovered her; or, if she is lost to me for
ever, death will bring me the only tranquillity I can hope for,"
answered Luis, in a tone of deep melancholy.
Pedro, who had soon discovered and followed his master through all
dangers with constant faithfulness, heard this declaration with dismay,
and joined the Captain in endeavouring to persuade him to quit his
hopeless search for a time, to recruit his strength; but it was not till
darkness came on, the first that had shrouded the city for the last
three days, for the flames were now subsiding, that he consented to
return to the palace of the Marchioness of Corcunda, to snatch a few
hours' troubled rest.
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