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 first, indeed, it occurred to him, that, though his family could not
be removed, he might himself take one of the horses, and escape from the
forest before night. But he thought there would still be some danger of
detection in the towns through which he must pass, and he could not well
bear the idea of leaving his family unprotected, without knowing when he
could return to them, or whither he could direct them to follow him. La
Motte was not a man of very vigorous resolution, and he was, perhaps,
rather more willing to suffer in company than alone.
After much consideration, he recollected the trap-door of the closet
belonging to the chambers above. It was invisible to the eye and
whatever might be its direction, it would securely shelter _him_, at
least, from discovery. Having deliberated further upon the subject he
determined to explore the recess to which the stairs led, and thought it
possible that for a short time his whole family might be concealed
within it. There was little time between the suggestion of the plan and
the execution of his purpose, for darkness was spreading around, and in
every murmur of the wind he thought he heard the voices of his enemies.
He called for a light, and ascended alone to the chamber. When he came
to the closet, it was some time before he could find the trap-door, so
exactly did it correspond with the boards of the floor. At length, he
found and raised it. The chill damps of long confined air rushed from
the aperture, and he stood for a moment to let them pass, ere he
descended. As he stood looking down the abyss, he recollected the report
which Peter had brought concerning the abbey, and it gave him an uneasy
sensation. But this soon yielded to more pressing interests.
The stairs were steep, and in many places trembled beneath his weight.
Having continued to descend for some time, his feet touched the ground,
and he found himself in a narrow passage; but as he turned to pursue it,
the damp vapours curled round him and extinguished the light. He called
aloud for Peter, but could make nobody hear, and after some time he
endeavoured to find his way up the stairs. In this, with difficulty, he
succeeded, and passing the chambers with cautious steps descended the
tower.
The security which the place he had just quitted seemed to promise, was
of too much importance to be slightly rejected, and he determined
immediately to make another experiment with the light:--having now fixed
it in a lantern, he descended a second time to the passage. The current
of vapours occasioned by the opening of the trap-door was abated, and
the fresh air thence admitted had begun to circulate: La Motte passed on
unmolested.
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