Los Gitanos son encantadores, adivinos, magos, chyromanticos, que
dicen por las rayas de las manos lo Futuro, que ellos llaman
Buenaventura, y generalmente son dados a toda supersticion.
---DOCTOR SANCHO DE MONCADA.
Discurso sobre Espulsion de los Gitanos.
Like a dove escaped from the talons1 of the falcon2, Sybil fled from the clutches of the sexton. Her brain was in a whirl, her blood on fire. She had no distinct perception of external objects; no definite notion of what she herself was about to do, and glided3 more like a flitting spirit than a living woman along the ruined ambulatory. Her hair had fallen in disorder4 over her face. She stayed not to adjust it, but tossed aside the blinding locks with frantic5 impatience6. She felt as one may feel who tries to strain his nerves, shattered by illness, to the endurance of some dreadful, yet necessary pain.
Sybil loved her granddame, old Barbara; but it was with a love tempered by fear. Barbara was not a person to inspire esteem7 or to claim affection. She was regarded by the wild tribe which she ruled as their queen-elect, with some such feeling of inexplicable8 awe9 as is entertained by the African slave for the Obeah woman. They acknowledged her power, unhesitatingly obeyed her commands, and shrank with terror from her anathema11, which was indeed seldom pronounced; but when uttered, was considered as doom12. Her tribe she looked upon as her flock, and stretched her maternal13 hand over all, ready alike to cherish or chastise14; and having already survived a generation, that which succeeded, having from infancy15 imbibed16 a superstitious17 veneration18 for the "cunning woman," as she was called, the sentiment could never be wholly effaced19. Winding20 her way, she knew not how, through roofless halls, over disjointed fragments of fallen pillars, Sybil reached a flight of steps. A door, studded with iron nails, stayed her progress; it was an old, strong oaken frame, surmounted22 by a Gothic arch, in the keystone of which leered one of those grotesque23 demoniacal faces with which the fathers of the church delighted to adorn24 their shrines25. Sybil looked up--her glance encountered the fantastical visage. It recalled the features of the sexton, and seemed to mock her--to revile26 her. Her fortitude27 at once deserted28 her. Her fingers were upon the handle of the door. She hesitated: she even drew back, with the intention of departing, for she felt then that she dared not face Barbara. It was too late--she had moved the handle. A deep voice from within called to her by name. She dared not disobey that call--she entered.
The room in which Sybil found herself was the only entire apartment now existing in the priory. It had survived the ravages29 of time; it had escaped the devastation30 of man, whose ravages outstrip31 those of time. Octagonal, lofty, yet narrow, you saw at once that it formed the interior of a turret32. It was lighted by a small oriel window, commanding a lovely view of the scenery around, and paneled with oak, richly wrought33 in ribs34 and groins; and from overhead depended a molded ceiling of honeycomb plaster-work. This room had something, even now, in the days of its desecration35, of monastic beauty about it. Where the odor of sanctity had breathed forth36, the fumes37 of idolatry prevailed; but imagination, ever on the wing, flew back to that period--and a tradition to that effect warranted the supposition--when, perchance, it had been the sanctuary39 and the privacy of the prior's self.
Wrapped in a cloak composed of the skins of various animals, upon a low pallet, covered with stained scarlet40 cloth, sat Barbara. Around her head was coiffed, in folds like those of an Asiatic turban, a rich, though faded shawl, and her waist was encircled with the magic zodiacal zone--proper to the sorceress--the Mago Cineo of the Cingara--whence the name Zingaro, according to Moncada--which Barbara had brought from Spain. From her ears depended long golden drops, of curious antique fashioning; and upon her withered41 fingers, which looked like a coil of lizards42, were hooped43 a multitude of silver rings, of the purest and simplest manufacture. They seemed almost of massive unwrought metal. Her skin was yellow as the body of a toad44; corrugated45 as its back. She might have been steeped in saffron from her finger tips, the nails of which were of the same hue46, to such portions of her neck as were visible, and which was puckered47 up like the throat of a turtle. To look at her, one might have thought the embalmer48 had experimented her art upon herself. So dead, so bloodless, so blackened seemed the flesh, where flesh remained, leather could scarce be tougher than her skin. She seemed like an animated49 mummy. A frame so tanned, appeared calculated to endure for ages; and, perhaps, might have done so. But, alas50! the soul cannot be embalmed51. No oil can re-illumine that precious lamp! And that Barbara's vital spark was fast waning52, was evident from her heavy, blood-shot eyes, once of a swimming black, and lengthy53 as a witch's, which were now sinister54 and sunken.
The atmosphere of the room was as strongly impregnated as a museum with volatile55 odors, emitted from the stores of drugs with which the shelves were loaded, as well as from various stuffed specimens56 of birds and wild animals. Barbara's only living companion was a monstrous57 owl10, which, perched over the old gipsy's head, hissed58 a token of recognition as Sybil advanced. From a hook, placed in the plaster roof, was suspended a globe of crystal glass, about the size and shape of a large gourd59, filled with a pure pellucid60 liquid, in which a small snake, the Egyptian aspic, described perpetual gyrations.
Dim were the eyes of Barbara, yet not altogether sightless. The troubled demeanor61 of her grandchild struck her as she entered. She felt the hot drops upon her hand as Sybil stooped to kiss it; she heard her vainly-stifled sobs62.
"What ails21 you, child?" said Barbara, in a voice that rattled63 in her throat, and hollow as the articulation64 of a phantom65. "Have you heard tidings of Luke Bradley? Has any ill befallen him? I said you would either hear of him or see him this morning. He is not returned, I see. What have you heard?"
"He is returned," replied Sybil, faintly; "and no ill hath happened to him."
"He is returned, and you are here," echoed Barbara. "No ill hath happened to him, thou sayest--am I to understand there is--to you?"
Sybil answered not. She could not answer.
"I see, I see," said Barbara, more gently, her head and hand shaking with paralytic66 affection: "a quarrel, a lover's quarrel. Old as I am, I have not forgotten my feelings as a girl. What woman ever does, if she be woman? and you, like your poor mother, are a true-hearted wench. She loved her husband, as a husband should be loved, Sybil; and though she loved me well, she loved him better, as was right. Ah! it was a bitter day when she left me for Spain; for though, to one of our wandering race, all countries are alike, yet the soil of our birth is dear to us, and the presence of our kindred dearer. Well, well, I will not think of that. She is gone. Nay67, take it not so to heart, wench. Luke has a hasty temper. 'Tis not the first time I have told you so. He will not bear rebuke68, and you have questioned him too shrewdly touching69 his absence. Is it not so? Heed70 it not. Trust me, you will have him seek your forgiveness ere the shadows shorten 'neath the noontide sun."
"Alas! alas!" said Sybil, sadly, "this is no lover's quarrel, which may, at once, be forgotten and forgiven--would it were so!"
"What is it, then?" asked Barbara; and without waiting Sybil's answer, she continued, with vehemence71, "has he wronged you? Tell me, girl, in what way? Speak, that I may avenge72 you, if your wrong requires revenge. Are you blood of mine, and think I will not do this for you, girl? None of the blood of Barbara Lovel were ever unrevenged. When Richard Cooper stabbed my first-born, Francis, he fled to Flanders to escape my wrath73. But he did not escape it. I pursued him thither74. I hunted him out; drove him back to his own country, and brought him to the gallows75. It took a power of gold. What matter? Revenge is dearer than gold. And as it was with Richard Cooper, so it shall be with Luke Bradley. I will catch him, though he run. I will trip him, though he leap. I will reach him, though he flee afar. I will drag him hither by the hair of his head," added she, with a livid smile, and clutching at the air with her hands, as if in the act of pulling some one towards her. "He shall wed76 you within the hour, if you will have it, or if your honor need that it should be so. My power is not departed from me. My people are yet at my command. I am still their queen, and woe77 to him that offendeth me!"
"Mother! mother!" cried Sybil, affrighted at the storm she had unwittingly aroused, "he has not injured me. 'Tis I alone who am to blame, not Luke."
"You speak in mysteries," said Barbara.
"Dead!" echoed Barbara, letting fall her hazel rod. "Sir Piers dead!"
"And Luke Bradley----"
"Ha!"
"Is his successor."
"Who told you that?" asked Barbara, with increased astonishment79.
"Luke himself. All is disclosed." And Sybil hastily recounted Luke's adventures. "He is now Sir Luke Rookwood."
"This is news, in truth," said Barbara; "yet not news to weep for. You should rejoice, not lament80. Well, well, I foresaw it. I shall live to see all accomplished81; to see my Agatha's child ennobled; to see her wedded82; ay, to see her well wedded."
"Dearest mother!"
"I can endow you, and I will do it. You shall bring your husband not alone beauty, you shall bring him wealth."
"But, mother----"
"My Agatha's daughter shall be Lady Rookwood."
"Never! It cannot be."
"What cannot be?"
"The match you now propose."
"What mean you, silly wench? Ha! I perceive the meaning of those tears. The truth flashes upon me. He has discarded you."
"No, by the Heaven of Heavens, he is still the same--unaltered in affection."
"If so, your tears are out of place."
"Mother, it is not fitting that I, a gipsy born, should wed with him."
"Not fitting! Ha! and you my child! Not fitting! Get up, or I will spurn83 you. Not fitting! This from you to me! I tell you it is fitting; you shall have a dower as ample as that of any lady in the land. Not fitting! Do you say so, because you think that he derives84 himself from a proud and ancient line--ancient and proud--ha, ha! I tell you, girl, that for his one ancestor I can number twenty; for the years in which his lineage hath flourished, my race can boast centuries, and was a people--a kingdom!--ere the land in which he dwells was known. What! if, by the curse of Heaven, we were driven forth, the curse of hell rests upon his house."
"I know it," said Sybil; "a dreadful curse, which, if I wed him, will alight on me."
"No; not on you; you shall avoid that curse. I know a means to satisfy the avenger85. Leave that to me."
"I dare not, as it never can be; yet, tell me--you saw the body of Luke's ill-fated mother. Was she poisoned? Nay, you may speak. Sir Piers's death releases you from your oath. How died she?"
"By strangulation," said the old gipsy, raising her palsied hand to her throat.
"Oh!" cried Sybil, gasping86 with horror. "Was there a ring upon her finger when you embalmed the body?"
"A ring--a wedding-ring! The finger was crookened. Listen, girl, I could have told Luke the secret of his birth long ago, but the oath imposed by Sir Piers sealed fast my lips. His mother was wedded to Sir Piers; his mother was murdered by Sir Piers. Luke was entrusted87 to my care by his father. I have brought him up with you. I have affianced you together; and I shall live to see you united. He is now Sir Luke. He is your husband."
"Do not deceive yourself, mother," said Sybil, with a fearful earnestness. "He is not yet Sir Luke Rookwood; would he had no claim to be so! The fortune that has hitherto been so propitious88 may yet desert him. Bethink you of a prophecy you uttered."
"A prophecy? Ha!"
And with slow enunciation89 Sybil pronounced the mystic words which she had heard repeated by the sexton.
As she spoke90, a gloom, like that of a thunder-cloud, began to gather over the brow of the old gipsy. The orbs91 of her sunken eyes expanded, and wrath supplied her frame with vigor92. She arose.
"Who told you that?" cried Barbara.
"Luke's grandsire, Peter Bradley."
"How learnt he it?" said Barbara. "It was to one who hath long been in his grave I told it; so long ago, it had passed from my memory. 'Tis strange! old Sir Reginald had a brother, I know. But there is no other of the house."
"There is a cousin, Eleanor Mowbray."
"Ha! I see; a daughter of that Eleanor Rookwood who fled from her father's roof. Fool, fool. Am I caught in my own toils93? Those words were words of truth and power, and compel the future and 'the will be' as with chains of brass94. They must be fulfilled, yet not by Ranulph. He shall never wed Eleanor."
"Whom then shall she wed?"
"His elder brother."
"I may not; it is spoken. Luke shall wed her."
"Oh God, support me!" exclaimed Sybil.
"Silly wench, be firm. It must be as I say. He shall wed her--yet shall he wed her not. The nuptial96 torch shall be quenched97 as soon as lighted; the curse of the avenger shall fall--yet not on thee."
"Mother," said Sybil, "if sin must fall upon some innocent head, let it be on mine--not upon hers. I love him, I would gladly die for him. She is young--unoffending--perhaps happy. Oh! do not let her perish."
"Peace, I say!" cried Barbara, "and mark me. This is your birthday. Eighteen summers have flown over your young head--eighty winters have sown their snows on mine. You have yet to learn. Years have brought wrinkles--they have brought wisdom likewise. To struggle with Fate, I tell you, is to wrestle98 with Omnipotence99. We may foresee, but not avert100 our destiny. What will be, shall be. This is your eighteenth birthday, Sybil: it is a day of fate to you; in it occurs your planetary hour--an hour of good or ill, according to your actions. I have cast your horoscope. I have watched your natal101 star; it is under the baleful influence of Scorpion102, and fiery103 Saturn104 sheds his lurid105 glance upon it. Let me see your hand. The line of life is drawn106 out distinct and clear--it runs--ha! what means that intersection107? Beware--beware, my Sybil. Act as I tell you, and you are safe. I will make another trial, by the crystal bowl. Attend."
Muttering some strange words, sounding like a spell, Barbara, with the bifurcate108 hazel staff which she used as a divining-rod, described a circle upon the floor. Within this circle she drew other lines, from angle to angle, forming seven triangles, the bases of which constituted the sides of a septilateral figure. This figure she studied intently for a few moments. She then raised her wand and touched the owl with it. The bird unfolded its wings, and arose in flight; then slowly circled round the pendulous109 globe. Each time it drew nearer, until at length it touched the glassy bowl with its flapping pinions110.
"Enough!" ejaculated Barbara. And at another motion from her rod the bird stayed its flight and returned to its perch38.
Barbara arose. She struck the globe with her staff. The pure lymph became instantly tinged111 with crimson112, as if blood had been commingled113 with it. The little serpent could be seen within, coiled up and knotted, as in the struggles of death.
Sybil had sunk, from faintness, on the pallet. A knock was heard at the door.
"Who is without?" cried Barbara.
"'Tis I, Balthazar," replied a voice.
"Thou mayest enter," answered Barbara; and an old man with a long beard, white as snow, reaching to his girdle, and a costume which might be said to resemble the raiment of a Jewish high priest, made his appearance. This venerable personage was no other than the patrico, or hierophant of the Canting Crew.
"I come to tell you that there are strangers--ladies--within the priory," said the patrico, gravely. "I have searched for you in vain," continued he, addressing Sybil; "the younger of them seems to need your assistance."
"Whence come they?" exclaimed Barbara.
"They have ridden, I understand, from Rookwood," answered the patrico. "They were on their way to Davenham, when they were prevented."
"From Rookwood?" echoed Sybil. "Their names--did you hear their names?"
"Mowbray is the name of both; they are a mother and a daughter; the younger is called----"
"Eleanor is the name, assuredly," replied the patrico, somewhat surprised. "I heard the elder, whom I guess to be her mother, so address her."
"Gracious God! She here!" exclaimed Sybil.
"Here! Eleanor Mowbray here," cried Barbara; "within my power. Not a moment is to be lost. Balthazar, hasten round the tents--not a man must leave his place--above all, Luke Bradley. See that these Mowbrays are detained within the abbey. Let the bell be sounded. Quick, quick; leave this wench to me; she is not well. I have much to do. Away with thee, man, and let me know when thou hast done it." And as Balthazar departed on his mission, with a glance of triumph in her eyes, Barbara exclaimed, "Soh, no sooner hath the thought possessed116 me, than the means of accomplishment117 appear. It shall be done at once. I will tie the knot. I will untie118, and then retie it. This weak wench must be nerved to the task," added she, regarding the senseless form of Sybil. "Here is that will stimulate119 her," opening the cupboard, and taking a small phial; "this will fortify120 her; and this," continued she, with a ghastly smile, laying her hand upon another vessel121, "this shall remove her rival when all is fulfilled; this liquid shall constrain122 her lover to be her titled, landed husband. Ha, ha!"
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