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
La Motte had now passed above a month in this seclusion; and his wife
had the pleasure to see him recover tranquillity and even cheerfulness.
In this pleasure Adeline warmly participated; and she might justly have
congratulated herself as one cause of his restoration; her cheerfulness
and delicate attention had effected what Madame La Motte's greater
anxiety had failed to accomplish. La Motte did not seem regardless of
her amiable disposition, and sometimes thanked her in a manner more
earnest than was usual with him. She, in her turn, considered him as her
only protector and now felt towards him the affection of a daughter.
The time she had spent in this peaceful retirement had softened the
remembrance of past events, and restored her mind to its natural tone:
and when memory brought back to her view the former short and romantic
expectations of happiness, though she gave a sigh to the rapturous
illusion, she less lamented the disappointment, than rejoiced in her
present security and comfort.
But the satisfaction which La Motte's cheerfulness diffused around him
was of short continuance; he became suddenly gloomy and reserved; the
society of his family was no longer grateful to him; and he would spend
whole hours in the most secluded parts of the forest, devoted to
melancholy and secret grief. He did not, as formerly, indulge the humour
of his sadness, without restraint, in the presence of others; he now
evidently endeavoured to conceal it, and affected a cheerfulness that
was too artificial to escape detection.
His servant Peter, either impelled by curiosity or kindness, sometimes
followed him unseen, into the forest. He observed him frequently retire
to one particular spot, in a remote part, which having gained, he always
disappeared, before Peter, who was obliged to follow at a distance,
could exactly notice where. All his endeavours, now prompted by wonder
and invigorated by disappointment, were unsuccessful, and he was at
length compelled to endure the tortures of unsatisfied curiosity.
This change in the manners and habits of her husband was too conspicuous
to pass unobserved by Madame La Motte, who endeavoured, by all the
stratagems which affection could suggest, or female invention supply, to
win him to her confidence. He seemed insensible to the influence of the
first, and withstood the wiles of the latter. Finding all her efforts
insufficient to dissipate the glooms which overhung his mind, or to
penetrate their secret cause, she desisted from further attempt, and
endeavoured to submit to this mysterious distress.
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