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
At length they reached the wall, and Theodore was leading her towards a
low part of it, near which stood the carriage, when again they heard
voices in the air. Adeline's spirits and strength were nearly exhausted,
but she made a last effort to proceed and she now saw the ladder at some
distance by which Theodore had descended to the garden. Exert yourself
yet a little longer, said he, and you will be in safety. He held the
ladder while she ascended; the top of the wall was broad and level, and
Adeline, having reached it, remained there till Theodore followed and
drew the ladder to the other side.
When they had descended, the carriage appeared in waiting, but without
the driver. Theodore feared to call, lest his voice should betray him;
he, therefore, put Adeline into the carriage, and went in search of the
postillion, whom he found asleep under a tree at some distance: having
awakened him, they returned to the vehicle, which soon drove furiously
away. Adeline did not yet dare to believe herself safe; but, after
proceeding a considerable time without interruption, joy burst upon her
heart, and she thanked her deliverer in terms of the warmest gratitude.
The sympathy expressed in the tone of his voice and manner, proved that
his happiness, on this occasion, almost equalled her own.
As reflection gradually stole upon her mind, anxiety superseded joy: in
the tumult of the late moments, she thought only of escape; but the
circumstances of her present situation now appeared to her, and she
became silent and pensive: she had no friends to whom she could fly, and
was going with a young chevalier, almost a stranger to her, she knew not
whither. She remembered how often she had been deceived and betrayed
where she trusted most, and her spirits sunk: she remembered also the
former attention which Theodore had shown her, and dreaded lest his
conduct might be prompted by a selfish passion. She saw this to be
possible, but she disdained to believe it probable, and felt that
nothing could give her greater pain than to doubt the integrity of
Theodore.
He interrupted her reverie, by recurring to her late situation at the
abbey. You would be much surprised, said he, and, I fear, offended that
I did not attend my appointment at the abbey, after the alarming hints
I had given you in our last interview. That circumstance has, perhaps,
injured me in your esteem, if, indeed, I was ever so happy as to possess
it: but my designs were overruled by those of the Marquis de Montalt;
and I think I may venture to assert, that my distress upon this occasion
was, at least, equal to your apprehensions.
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