The twelve adventurers, and other storiesBrontë, Charlotte
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The twelve adventurers, and other stories
Brontë, Charlotte
English fiction -- 19th century; Short stories, English
No trace of Marina was visible, no harp or other instrument of harmony,
and the cold lunar light streamed through a void space instead of
the glass door. He sprang up and called aloud: ‘Marina! Marina!’
But only an echo as of empty rooms answered. Almost distracted he
rushed into the open air. A child was standing alone at the garden
gate, who advanced towards him and said: ‘I will lead you to Marina
Angus; she has removed from that house to another.’
Albion followed the child till they came to a long row of tall dark
trees leading to a churchyard, which they entered, and the child
vanished, leaving Albion beside a white marble tombstone on which
was chiselled:—
MARINA ANGUS
She died
18th of June 1815
at
12 o’clock
midnight.
When Albion had read this he felt a pang of horrible anguish wring
his heart and convulse his whole frame. With a loud groan he fell
across the tomb and lay there senseless a long time, till at length
he was waked from the death-like trance to behold the spirit of Marina,
which stood beside him for a moment, and then murmuring, ‘Albion,
I am happy, for I am at peace,’ disappeared!
For a few days he lingered round her tomb, and then quitted Strathelleraye,
where he was never again heard of.
The reason of Marina’s death I shall briefly relate. Four years after
Albion’s departure tidings came to the village that he was dead.
The news broke Marina’s faithful heart. The day after, she was no
more.
C. B.,
_October 12th_, 1830.
THE RIVALS
THE RIVALS
A SHORT DRAMA WRITTEN BY
CHARLOTTE BRONTË
AT THE AGE OF FOURTEEN YEARS.
DRAMATIS PERSONÆ
LORD ARTHUR.
_The Rivals:_
MARIAN.
LADY ZENOBIA ELLRINGTON.
These characters will be easily recognised under their assumed names
in the story entitled ‘Albion and Marina,’ pp. 75-94.
THE RIVALS
SCENE—_A thick forest, under the trees of which_ LADY ZENOBIA ELLRINGTON
_is reposing, dressed in her usual attire of a crimson-velvet robe
and black plumes. She speaks_:
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