The fiend to fetch the dead.
SOUTHEY’S Old Woman of Berkeley
Melmoth and Mon?ada did not dare to approach the door till about noon. They then knocked gently at the door, and finding the summons unanswered, they entered slowly and irresolutely1. The apartment was in the same state in which they had left it the preceding night, or rather morning; it was dusky and silent, the shutters2 had not been opened, and the Wanderer still seemed sleeping in his chair.
At the sound of their approach he half-started up, and demanded what was the hour. They told him. ‘My hour is come,’ said the Wanderer, ‘it is an hour you must neither partake or witness — the clock of eternity3 is about to strike, but its knell4 must be unheard by mortal ears!’ As he spoke5 they approached nearer, and saw with horror the change the last few hours had wrought6 on him. The fearful lustre7 of his eyes had been deadened before their late interview, but now the lines of extreme age were visible in every feature. His hairs were as white as snow, his mouth had fallen in, the muscles of his face were relaxed and withered8 — he was the very image of hoary9 decrepid debility. He started himself at the impression which his appearance visibly made on the intruders. ‘You see what I feel,’ he exclaimed, ‘the hour then is come. I am summoned, and I must obey the summons — my master has other work for me! When a meteor blazes in your atmosphere — when a comet pursues its burning path towards the sun — look up, and perhaps you may think of the spirit condemned10 to guide the blazing and erratic11 orb12.’
The spirits, that had risen to a kind of wild elation13, as suddenly subsided14, and he added, ‘Leave me, I must be alone for the few last hours of my mortal existence — if indeed they are to be the last.’ He spoke this with an inward shuddering15, that was felt by his hearers. ‘In this apartment,’ he continued, ‘I first drew breath, in this I must perhaps resign it, — would — would I had never been born!
‘Men — retire — leave me alone. Whatever noises you hear in the course of the awful night that is approaching, come not near this apartment, at peril16 of your lives. Remember,’ raising his voice, which still retained all its powers, ‘remember your lives will be the forfeit17 of your desperate curiosity. For the same stake I risked more than life — and lost it! — Be warned — retire!’
They retired18, and passed the remainder of that day without even thinking of food, from that intense and burning anxiety that seemed to prey19 on their very vitals. At night they retired, and though each lay down, it was without a thought of repose20. Repose indeed would have been impossible. The sounds that soon after midnight began to issue from the apartment of the Wanderer, were at first of a description not to alarm, but they were soon exchanged for others of such indescribable horror, that Melmoth, though he had taken the precaution of dismissing the servants to sleep in the adjacent offices, began to fear that those sounds might reach them, and, restless himself from insupportable inquietude, rose and walked up and down the passage that led to that room of horror. As he was thus occupied, he thought he saw a figure at the lower end of the passage. So disturbed was his vision, that he did not at first recognize Mon?ada. Neither asked the other the reason of his being there — they walked up and down together silently.
In a short time the sounds became so terrible, that scarcely had the awful warning of the Wanderer power to withhold21 them from attempting to burst into the room. These noises were of the most mixed and indescribable kind. They could not distinguish whether they were the shrieks22 of supplication23, or the yell of blasphemy24 — they hoped inwardly they might be the former.
Towards morning the sounds suddenly ceased — they were stilled as in a moment. The silence that succeeded seemed to them for a few moments more terrible than all that preceded. After consulting each other by a glance, they hastened together to the apartment. They entered — it was empty — not a vestige25 of its last inhabitant was to be traced within.
After looking around in fruitless amazement26, they perceived a small door opposite to that by which they had entered. It communicated with a back staircase, and was open. As they approached it, they discovered the traces of footsteps that appeared to be those of a person who had been walking in damp sand or clay. These traces were exceedingly plain — they followed them to a door that opened on the garden — that door was open also. They traced the foot-marks distinctly through the narrow gravel27 walk, which was terminated by a broken fence, and opened on a heathy field which spread half-way up a rock whose summit overlooked the sea. The weather had been rainy, and they could trace the steps distinctly through that heathy field. They ascended28 the rock together.
Early as it was, the cottagers, who were poor fishermen residing on the shore, were all up, and assuring Melmoth and his companion that they had been disturbed and terrified the preceding night by sounds which they could not describe. It was singular that these men, accustomed by nature and habit alike to exaggeration and superstition29, used not the language of either on this occasion.
There is an overwhelming mass of conviction that falls on the mind, that annihilates30 idiom and peculiarities31, and crushes out truth from the heart. Melmoth waved back all who offered to accompany him to the precipice32 which over-hung the sea. Mon?ada alone followed him.
Through the furze that clothed this rock, almost to its summit, there was a kind of tract33 as if a person had dragged, or been dragged, his way through it — a down-trodden track, over which no footsteps but those of one impelled34 by force had ever passed. Melmoth and Mon?ada gained at last the summit of the rock. The ocean was beneath — the wide, waste, engulphing ocean! On a crag beneath them, something hung as floating to the blast. Melmoth clambered down and caught it. It was the handkerchief which the Wanderer had worn about his neck the preceding night — that was the last trace of the Wanderer!
Melmoth and Mon?ada exchanged looks of silent and unutterable horror, and returned slowly home.
The End
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