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
Adeline was lost in meditation upon subjects like these, when the
postillion stopped the carriage, and pointing to part of a road which
wound down the side of a hill they had passed, said there were several
horsemen in pursuit! Theodore immediately ordered him to proceed with
all possible speed, and to strike out of the great road into the first
obscure way that offered. The postillion cracked his whip in the air,
and set off as if he was flying for life. In the meanwhile Theodore
endeavoured to reanimate Adeline, who was sinking with terror, and who
now thought, if she could only escape from the Marquis, she could defy
the future.
Presently they struck into a by lane screened and overshadowed by thick
trees. Theodore again looked from the window, but the closing boughs
prevented his seeing far enough to determine whether the pursuit
continued. For his sake Adeline endeavoured to disguise her emotions.
This lane, said Theodore, will certainly lead to a town or village, and
then we have nothing to apprehend: for, though my single arm could not
defend you against the number of our pursuers, I nave no doubt of being
able to interest some of the inhabitants in our behalf.
Adeline appeared to be comforted by the hope this reflection suggested:
and Theodore again looked back: but the windings of the road closed his
view, and the rattling of the wheels overcame every other sound. At
length he called to the postillion to stop; and having listened
attentively without perceiving any sound of horses, he began to hope
they were now in safety. Do you know whither this road leads? said he.
The postillion answered that he did not, but he saw some houses through
the trees at a distance, and believed that it led to them. This was most
welcome intelligence to Theodore, who looked forward and perceived the
houses. The postillion set off. Fear nothing, my adored Adeline, said
he, you are now safe; I will part with you but with life. Adeline
sighed, not for herself only, but for the danger to which Theodore might
be exposed.
They had continued to travel in this manner for near half an hour, when
they arrived at a small village, and soon after stopped at an inn, the
best the place afforded. As Theodore lifted Adeline from the chaise, he
again entreated her to dismiss her apprehensions, and spoke with a
tenderness to which she could reply only by a smile that ill concealed
her anxiety. After ordering refreshments, he went out to speak with the
landlord; but had scarcely left the room when Adeline observed a party
of horsemen enter the inn yard, and she had no doubt these were the
persons from whom they fled. The faces of two of them only were turned
towards her, but she thought the figure of one of the others not unlike
that of the Marquis.
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