The Wanderings of Persiles and Sigismunda: A Northern StoryCervantes Saavedra, Miguel de
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The Wanderings of Persiles and Sigismunda: A Northern Story
Cervantes Saavedra, Miguel de
Spanish fiction -- Translations into English; Voyages and travels -- Fiction
"What then do we wait for?" said the king. "Let us open this vessel
instantly, and see the mystery, but if this should disgorge anything
living, a miracle I shall consider it to be." Great was the haste they
made to open the hull, and great the anxiety of all present to see the
bringing forth. At last a pretty wide opening was made,--many bodies,
seemingly dead, lay within; but one man laid his hands on the body of a
woman whose heart still beat, and showed symptoms of life; others did
the same, and each man brought out a body, some dead, some living.
All the fishermen were not equally lucky. Those who yet breathed when
brought into the air and light, and their faces washed and restoratives
given, began to move their limbs and gaze around them, as if awakened
from a deep sleep. Auristella found herself in the arms of Arnoldo,
Transila in those of Clodio; Ricla and Constance were carried out by
Rutilio and the elder Antonio. As for Antonio, the son, nobody carried
him, for he walked out by himself, and Maurice did the like. Arnoldo
was more full of surprise and wonder than even the newly-restored ones,
and almost as senseless as the dead corpses. Auristella looked at him,
but without recognition. The first words she uttered were, (and she it
was who first broke the universal silence,) "Is the beautiful Sinforosa
here by chance among these persons, O my brother?"
"Great Heavens! what is this I hear?" said Arnoldo to himself; "what
means this strange inquiry after Sinforosa, at a moment when she ought
only to be thinking of returning thanks to Heaven for her wonderful
preservation?" Nevertheless he answered that she was there present, and
asked how she knew anything about her, for of course he was ignorant of
all that Auristella had learned from the captain of the vessel touching
Periander and his success at the games; and he could not divine the
reason of Auristella inquiring for Sinforosa. Had he divined it, such
is the force of jealousy, that it would have pierced into the inmost
recesses of his enamoured heart like a knife, and would almost have
separated soul and body.
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