The Purcell Papers — Volume 3Le Fanu, Joseph Sheridan
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The Purcell Papers — Volume 3
Le Fanu, Joseph Sheridan
Fantasy fiction, English; Ireland -- Fiction
Taken by itself, there was nothing to induce me to attach weight to it;
but when I viewed it in connection with the extraordinary mystery of
some of Lord Glenfallen's proceedings, his strange anxiety to exclude me
from certain portions of the mansion, doubtless lest I should encounter
this person--the strong influence, nay, command which she possessed over
him, a circumstance clearly established by the very fact of her residing
in the very place where, of all others, he should least have desired to
find her--her thus acting, and continuing to act in direct contradiction
to his wishes; when, I say, I viewed her disclosure in connection with
all these circumstances, I could not help feeling that there was at
least a fearful verisimilitude in the allegations which she had made.
Still I was not satisfied, nor nearly so. Young minds have a
reluctance almost insurmountable to believing, upon anything short of
unquestionable proof, the existence of premeditated guilt in anyone whom
they have ever trusted; and in support of this feeling I was assured
that if the assertion of Lord Glenfallen, which nothing in this woman's
manner had led me to disbelieve, were true, namely that her mind was
unsound, the whole fabric of my doubts and fears must fall to the
ground.
I determined to state to Lord Glenfallen freely and accurately the
substance of the communication which I had just heard, and in his words
and looks to seek for its proof or refutation. Full of these thoughts,
I remained wakeful and excited all night, every moment fancying that I
heard the step or saw the figure of my recent visitor, towards whom I
felt a species of horror and dread which I can hardly describe.
There was something in her face, though her features had evidently been
handsome, and were not, at first sight, unpleasing, which, upon a nearer
inspection, seemed to indicate the habitual prevalence and indulgence
of evil passions, and a power of expressing mere animal anger, with an
intenseness that I have seldom seen equalled, and to which an almost
unearthly effect was given by the convulsive quivering of the sightless
eyes.
You may easily suppose that it was no very pleasing reflection to me to
consider that, whenever caprice might induce her to return, I was within
the reach of this violent and, for aught I knew, insane woman, who had,
upon that very night, spoken to me in a tone of menace, of which her
mere words, divested of the manner and look with which she uttered them,
can convey but a faint idea.
Will you believe me when I tell you that I was actually afraid to leave
my bed in order to secure the door, lest I should again encounter
the dreadful object lurking in some corner or peeping from behind the
window-curtains, so very a child was I in my fears.
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