The Romance of the Forest, interspersed with some pieces of poetry.Radcliffe, Ann Ward
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The Romance of the Forest, interspersed with some pieces of poetry.
Radcliffe, Ann Ward
Gothic fiction
It is an old tomb that stands in the thickest part of the forest, about
a quarter of a mile off the nearest way and almost a mile the other.
When my master used to hide himself so much in the forest, I have
followed him somewhere thereabouts, but I did not find out the tomb till
t'other day. However, that's neither here nor there; if you dare venture
to it, Ma'mselle, I'll show you the nearest way. So saying he pointed to
a winding path on the right. Adeline, having looked round without
perceiving any person near, directed Peter to lead her to the tomb: they
pursued the path, till turning into a gloomy romantic part of the
forest, almost impervious to the rays of the sun, they came to the spot
whither Louis had formerly traced his father.
The stillness and solemnity of the scene struck awe upon the heart of
Adeline, who paused and surveyed it for some time in silence. At length
Peter led her into the interior part of the ruin, to which they
descended by several steps. Some old abbot, said he, was formerly buried
here, as the Marquis's people say; and it's like enough that he belonged
to the abbey yonder. But I don't see why he should take it in his head
to walk; _he_ was not murdered, surely!
I hope not, said Adeline.
That's more than can be said for all that lies buried at the abbey
though, and----Adeline interrupted him: Hark! surely I hear a noise,
said she; Heaven protect us from discovery! They listened, but all was
still; and they went on. Peter opened a low door, and they entered upon
a dark passage, frequently obstructed by loose fragments of stone, and
along which they moved with caution. Whither are we going? said
Adeline.--I scarcely know myself, said Peter, for I never was so far
before, but the place seems quiet enough. Something obstructed his way;
it was a door which yielded to his hand, and discovered a kind of cell
obscurely seen by the twilight admitted through a grate above. A partial
gleam shot athwart the place, leaving the greatest part of it in shadow.
Adeline sighed as she surveyed it. This is a frightful spot, said she:
but if it will afford me a shelter, it is a palace. Remember, Peter,
that my peace and honour depend upon your faithfulness; be both discreet
and resolute. In the dusk of the evening, I can pass from the abbey with
least danger of being observed, and in this cell I will wait your
arrival. As soon as Monsieur and Madame La Motte are engaged in
searching the vaults, you will bring here a horse; three knocks upon the
tomb shall inform me of your arrival. For Heaven's sake be cautious, and
be punctual!
I will, Ma'mselle, let come what may.
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