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
Peter was now frightened into method, and endeavoured to proceed: When I
left the old abbey, said he, I followed the way you directed, and
turning to the right of that grove of trees yonder, I looked this way
and that to see if I could see a house or a cottage, or even a man, but
not a _soul_ of them was to be seen, and so I jogged on near the value
of a league, I warrant, and then I came to a track; Oh! oh! says I, we
have you now; this will do--paths can't be made without feet. However, I
was out in my reckoning, for the devil a bit of a _soul_ could I see,
and after following the track this way and that way, for the third
of a league, I lost it, and had to find out another.
Is it impossible for you to speak to the point? said La Motte; omit
these foolish particulars, and tell whether you have succeeded.
Well, then, master, to be short, for that's the nearest way after all, I
wandered a long while at random, I did not know where, all through a
forest like this, and I took special care to note how the trees stood,
that I might find my way back. At last I came to another path, and was
sure I should find something now, though I had found nothing before, for
I could not be mistaken twice; so, peeping between the trees, I spied a
cottage, and I gave my horse a lash that sounded through the forest, and
I was at the door in a minute. They told me there was a town about half
a league off, and bade me follow the track and it would bring me
there,--so it did; and my horse, I believe, smelt the corn in the manger
by the rate he went at. I inquired for a wheel-wright, and was told
there was but one in the place, and he could not be found. I waited and
waited, for I knew it was in vain to think of returning without doing my
business. The man at last came home from the country, and I told him how
long I had waited; for, says I, I knew it was in vain to return without
my business.
Do be less tedious, said La Motte, if it is in thy nature.
It is in my nature, answered Peter, and if it was more in my nature your
honour should have it all. Would you think it, Sir, the fellow had the
impudence to ask a louis-d'or for mending the coach-wheel! I believe in
my conscience he saw I was in a hurry and could not do without him. A
louis-d'or! says I, my master shall give no such price, he sha'n't be
imposed upon by no such rascal as you. Whereupon, the fellow looked
glum, and gave me a douse o'the chops: with this, I up with my fist and
gave him another, and should have beat him presently, if another man had
not come in, and then I was obliged to give up.
And so you are returned as wise as you went?
Why, master, I hope I have too much spirit to submit to a rascal, or let
you submit, to one either: besides, I have bought some nails to try if I
can't mend the wheel myself--I had always a hand at carpentry.
Well, I commend your zeal in my cause, but on this occasion it was
rather ill-timed. And what have you got in that basket?
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