Whose soft dominion1 o’er this castle sways,
And all the widely-silent places round,
Forgive me, if my trembling pen displays
What never yet was sung in mortal lays.
THOMSON
The Count gave orders for the north apartments to be opened and prepared for the reception of Ludovico; but Dorothee, remembering what she had lately witnessed there, feared to obey, and, not one of the other servants daring to venture thither2, the rooms remained shut up till the time when Ludovico was to retire thither for the night, an hour, for which the whole household waited with impatience3.
After supper, Ludovico, by the order of the Count, attended him in his closet, where they remained alone for near half an hour, and, on leaving which, his Lord delivered to him a sword.
‘It has seen service in mortal quarrels,’ said the Count, jocosely4, ‘you will use it honourably5, no doubt, in a spiritual one. Tomorrow, let me hear that there is not one ghost remaining in the chateau6.’
Ludovico received it with a respectful bow. ‘You shall be obeyed, my Lord,’ said he; ‘I will engage, that no spectre shall disturb the peace of the chateau after this night.’
They now returned to the supper-room, where the Count’s guests awaited to accompany him and Ludovico to the door of the north apartments, and Dorothee, being summoned for the keys, delivered them to Ludovico, who then led the way, followed by most of the inhabitants of the chateau. Having reached the back stair-case, several of the servants shrunk back, and refused to go further, but the rest followed him to the top of the stair-case, where a broad landing-place allowed them to flock round him, while he applied7 the key to the door, during which they watched him with as much eager curiosity as if he had been performing some magical rite8.
Ludovico, unaccustomed to the lock, could not turn it, and Dorothee, who had lingered far behind, was called forward, under whose hand the door opened slowly, and, her eye glancing within the dusky chamber9, she uttered a sudden shriek10, and retreated. At this signal of alarm, the greater part of the crowd hurried down the stairs, and the Count, Henri and Ludovico were left alone to pursue the enquiry, who instantly rushed into the apartment, Ludovico with a drawn11 sword, which he had just time to draw from the scabbard, the Count with the lamp in his hand, and Henri carrying a basket, containing provisions for the courageous12 adventurer.
Having looked hastily round the first room, where nothing appeared to justify13 alarm, they passed on to the second; and, here too all being quiet, they proceeded to a third with a more tempered step. The Count had now leisure to smile at the discomposure, into which he had been surprised, and to ask Ludovico in which room he designed to pass the night.
‘There are several chambers14 beyond these, your excellenza,’ said Ludovico, pointing to a door, ‘and in one of them is a bed, they say. I will pass the night there, and when I am weary of watching, I can lie down.’
‘Good;’ said the Count; ‘let us go on. You see these rooms shew nothing, but damp walls and decaying furniture. I have been so much engaged since I came to the chateau, that I have not looked into them till now. Remember, Ludovico, to tell the housekeeper15, to-morrow, to throw open these windows. The damask hangings are dropping to pieces, I will have them taken down, and this antique furniture removed.’
‘Dear sir!’ said Henri, ‘here is an arm-chair so massy with gilding16, that it resembles one of the state chairs at the Louvre, more then any thing else.’
‘Yes,’ said the Count, stopping a moment to survey it, ‘there is a history belonging to that chair, but I have not time to tell it.— Let us pass on. This suite17 runs to a greater extent than I had imagined; it is many years since I was in them. But where is the bed-room you speak of, Ludovico?— these are only anti-chambers to the great drawing-room. I remember them in their splendour!’
‘The bed, my Lord,’ replied Ludovico, ‘they told me, was in a room that opens beyond the saloon, and terminates the suite.’
‘O, here is the saloon,’ said the Count, as they entered the spacious18 apartment, in which Emily and Dorothee had rested. He here stood for a moment, surveying the reliques of faded grandeur19, which it exhibited — the sumptuous20 tapestry21 — the long and low sophas of velvet22, with frames heavily carved and gilded23 — the floor inlaid with small squares of fine marble, and covered in the centre with a piece of very rich tapestry-work — the casements24 of painted glass, and the large Venetian mirrors, of a size and quality, such as at that period France could not make, which reflected, on every side, the spacious apartment. These had formerly25 also reflected a gay and brilliant scene, for this had been the state-room of the chateau, and here the Marchioness had held the assemblies, that made part of the festivities of her nuptials26. If the wand of a magician could have recalled the vanished groups, many of them vanished even from the earth! that once had passed over these polished mirrors, what a varied27 and contrasted picture would they have exhibited with the present! Now, instead of a blaze of lights, and a splendid and busy crowd, they reflected only the rays of the one glimmering28 lamp, which the Count held up, and which scarcely served to shew the three forlorn figures, that stood surveying the room, and the spacious and dusky walls around them.
‘Ah!’ said the Count to Henri, awaking from his deep reverie, ‘how the scene is changed since last I saw it! I was a young man, then, and the Marchioness was alive and in her bloom; many other persons were here, too, who are now no more! There stood the orchestra; here we tripped in many a sprightly29 maze30 — the walls echoing to the dance! Now, they resound31 only one feeble voice — and even that will, ere long, be heard no more! My son, remember, that I was once as young as yourself, and that you must pass away like those, who have preceded you — like those, who, as they sung and danced in this once gay apartment, forgot, that years are made up of moments, and that every step they took carried them nearer to their graves. But such reflections are useless, I had almost said criminal, unless they teach us to prepare for eternity32, since, otherwise, they cloud our present happiness, without guiding us to a future one. But enough of this; let us go on.’
Ludovico now opened the door of the bed-room, and the Count, as he entered, was struck with the funereal33 appearance, which the dark arras gave to it. He approached the bed, with an emotion of solemnity, and, perceiving it to be covered with the pall34 of black velvet, paused; ‘What can this mean?’ said he, as he gazed upon it.
‘I have heard, my Lord,’ said Ludovico, as he stood at the feet, looking within the canopied35 curtains, ‘that the Lady Marchioness de Villeroi died in this chamber, and remained here till she was removed to be buried; and this, perhaps, Signor, may account for the pall.’
The Count made no reply, but stood for a few moments engaged in thought, and evidently much affected36. Then, turning to Ludovico, he asked him with a serious air, whether he thought his courage would support him through the night? ‘If you doubt this,’ added the Count, ‘do not be ashamed to own it; I will release you from your engagement, without exposing you to the triumphs of your fellow- servants.’
Ludovico paused; pride, and something very like fear, seemed struggling in his breast; pride, however, was victorious;— he blushed, and his hesitation37 ceased.
‘No, my Lord,’ said he, ‘I will go through with what I have begun; and I am grateful for your consideration. On that hearth38 I will make a fire, and, with the good cheer in this basket, I doubt not I shall do well.’
‘Be it so,’ said the Count; ‘but how will you beguile39 the tediousness of the night, if you do not sleep?’
‘When I am weary, my Lord,’ replied Ludovico, ‘I shall not fear to sleep; in the meanwhile, I have a book, that will entertain me.’
‘Well,’ said the Count, ‘I hope nothing will disturb you; but if you should be seriously alarmed in the night, come to my apartment. I have too much confidence in your good sense and courage, to believe you will be alarmed on slight grounds; or suffer the gloom of this chamber, or its remote situation, to overcome you with ideal terrors. To-morrow, I shall have to thank you for an important service; these rooms shall then be thrown open, and my people will be convinced of their error. Good night, Ludovico; let me see you early in the morning, and remember what I lately said to you.’
‘I will, my Lord; good night to your excellenza; let me attend you with the light.’
He lighted the Count and Henri through the chambers to the outer door; on the landing-place stood a lamp, which one of the affrighted servants had left, and Henri, as he took it up, again bade Ludovico good night, who, having respectfully returned the wish, closed the door upon them, and fastened it. Then, as he retired40 to the bed- chamber, he examined the rooms, through which he passed, with more minuteness than he had done before, for he apprehended41, that some person might have concealed42 himself in them, for the purpose of frightening him. No one, however, but himself, was in these chambers, and, leaving open the doors, through which he passed, he came again to the great drawing-room, whose spaciousness43 and silent gloom somewhat awed45 him. For a moment he stood, looking back through the long suite of rooms he had quitted, and, as he turned, perceiving a light and his own figure, reflected in one of the large mirrors, he started. Other objects too were seen obscurely on its dark surface, but he paused not to examine them, and returned hastily into the bed- room, as he surveyed which, he observed the door of the oriel, and opened it. All within was still. On looking round, his eye was arrested by the portrait of the deceased Marchioness, upon which he gazed, for a considerable time, with great attention and some surprise; and then, having examined the closet, he returned into the bed-room, where he kindled46 a wood fire, the bright blaze of which revived his spirits, which had begun to yield to the gloom and silence of the place, for gusts47 of wind alone broke at intervals48 this silence. He now drew a small table and a chair near the fire, took a bottle of wine, and some cold provision out of his basket, and regaled himself. When he had finished his repast, he laid his sword upon the table, and, not feeling disposed to sleep, drew from his pocket the book he had spoken of.— It was a volume of old Provencal tales. Having stirred the fire upon the hearth, he began to read, and his attention was soon wholly occupied by the scenes, which the page disclosed.
The Count, meanwhile, had returned to the supper-room, whither those of the party, who had attended him to the north apartment, had retreated, upon hearing Dorothee’s scream, and who were now earnest in their enquiries concerning those chambers. The Count rallied his guests on their precipitate51 retreat, and on the superstitious52 inclination53 which had occasioned it, and this led to the question, Whether the spirit, after it has quitted the body, is ever permitted to revisit the earth; and if it is, whether it was possible for spirits to become visible to the sense. The Baron54 was of opinion, that the first was probable, and the last was possible, and he endeavoured to justify this opinion by respectable authorities, both ancient and modern, which he quoted. The Count, however, was decidedly against him, and a long conversation ensued, in which the usual arguments on these subjects were on both sides brought forward with skill, and discussed with candour, but without converting either party to the opinion of his opponent. The effect of their conversation on their auditors55 was various. Though the Count had much the superiority of the Baron in point of argument, he had considerably56 fewer adherents57; for that love, so natural to the human mind, of whatever is able to distend58 its faculties59 with wonder and astonishment60, attached the majority of the company to the side of the Baron; and, though many of the Count’s propositions were unanswerable, his opponents were inclined to believe this the consequence of their own want of knowledge, on so abstracted a subject, rather than that arguments did not exist, which were forcible enough to conquer his.
Blanche was pale with attention, till the ridicule61 in her father’s glance called a blush upon her countenance62, and she then endeavoured to forget the superstitious tales she had been told in her convent. Meanwhile, Emily had been listening with deep attention to the discussion of what was to her a very interesting question, and, remembering the appearance she had witnessed in the apartment of the late Marchioness, she was frequently chilled with awe44. Several times she was on the point of mentioning what she had seen, but the fear of giving pain to the Count, and the dread63 of his ridicule, restrained her; and, awaiting in anxious expectation the event of Ludovico’s intrepidity64, she determined65 that her future silence should depend upon it.
When the party had separated for the night, and the Count retired to his dressing-room, the remembrance of the desolate66 scenes he had lately witnessed in his own mansion67 deeply affected him, but at length he was aroused from his reverie and his silence. ‘What music is that I hear?’— said he suddenly to his valet, ‘Who plays at this late hour?’
The man made no reply, and the Count continued to listen, and then added, ‘That is no common musician; he touches the instrument with a delicate hand; who is it, Pierre?’
‘My lord!’ said the man, hesitatingly.
‘Who plays that instrument?’ repeated the Count.
‘Does not your lordship know, then?’ said the valet.
‘What mean you?’ said the Count, somewhat sternly.
‘Nothing, my Lord, I meant nothing,’ rejoined the man submissively — ‘Only — that music — goes about the house at midnight often, and I thought your lordship might have heard it before.’
‘Music goes about the house at midnight! Poor fellow!— does nobody dance to the music, too?’
‘It is not in the chateau, I believe, my Lord; the sounds come from the woods, they say, though they seem so near;— but then a spirit can do any thing!’
‘Ah, poor fellow!’ said the Count, ‘I perceive you are as silly as the rest of them; to-morrow, you will be convinced of your ridiculous error. But hark!— what voice is that?’
‘O my Lord! that is the voice we often hear with the music.’
‘Often!’ said the Count, ‘How often, pray? It is a very fine one.’
‘Why, my Lord, I myself have not heard it more than two or three times, but there are those who have lived here longer, that have heard it often enough.’
‘What a swell68 was that!’ exclaimed the Count, as he still listened, ‘And now, what a dying cadence69! This is surely something more than mortal!’
‘That is what they say, my Lord,’ said the valet; ‘they say it is nothing mortal, that utters it; and if I might say my thoughts’—
‘Peace!’ said the Count, and he listened till the strain died away.
‘This is strange!’ said he, as he turned from the window, ‘Close the casements, Pierre.’
Pierre obeyed, and the Count soon after dismissed him, but did not so soon lose the remembrance of the music, which long vibrated in his fancy in tones of melting sweetness, while surprise and perplexity engaged his thoughts.
Ludovico, meanwhile, in his remote chamber, heard, now and then, the faint echo of a closing door, as the family retired to rest, and then the hall clock, at a great distance, strike twelve. ‘It is midnight,’ said he, and he looked suspiciously round the spacious chamber. The fire on the hearth was now nearly expiring, for his attention having been engaged by the book before him, he had forgotten every thing besides; but he soon added fresh wood, not because he was cold, though the night was stormy, but because he was cheerless; and, having again trimmed his lamp, he poured out a glass of wine, drew his chair nearer to the crackling blaze, tried to be deaf to the wind, that howled mournfully at the casements, endeavoured to abstract his mind from the melancholy70, that was stealing upon him, and again took up his book. It had been lent to him by Dorothee, who had formerly picked it up in an obscure corner of the Marquis’s library, and who, having opened it and perceived some of the marvels71 it related, had carefully preserved it for her own entertainment, its condition giving her some excuse for detaining it from its proper station. The damp corner into which it had fallen, had caused the cover to be disfigured and mouldy, and the leaves to be so discoloured with spots, that it was not without difficulty the letters could be traced. The fictions of the Provencal writers, whether drawn from the Arabian legends, brought by the Saracens into Spain, or recounting the chivalric72 exploits performed by the crusaders, whom the Troubadors accompanied to the east, were generally splendid and always marvellous, both in scenery and incident; and it is not wonderful, that Dorothee and Ludovico should be fascinated by inventions, which had captivated the careless imagination in every rank of society, in a former age. Some of the tales, however, in the book now before Ludovico, were of simple structure, and exhibited nothing of the magnificent machinery73 and heroic manners, which usually characterized the fables74 of the twelfth century, and of this description was the one he now happened to open, which, in its original style, was of great length, but which may be thus shortly related. The reader will perceive, that it is strongly tinctured with the superstition75 of the times.
THE PROVENCAL TALE
‘There lived, in the province of Bretagne, a noble Baron, famous for his magnificence and courtly hospitalities. His castle was graced with ladies of exquisite76 beauty, and thronged77 with illustrious knights78; for the honour he paid to feats80 of chivalry81 invited the brave of distant countries to enter his lists, and his court was more splendid than those of many princes. Eight minstrels were retained in his service, who used to sing to their harps82 romantic fictions, taken from the Arabians, or adventures of chivalry, that befel knights during the crusades, or the martial83 deeds of the Baron, their lord;— while he, surrounded by his knights and ladies, banqueted in the great hall of his castle, where the costly84 tapestry, that adorned85 the walls with pictured exploits of his ancestors, the casements of painted glass, enriched with armorial bearings, the gorgeous banners, that waved along the roof, the sumptuous canopies86, the profusion87 of gold and silver, that glittered on the sideboards, the numerous dishes, that covered the tables, the number and gay liveries of the attendants, with the chivalric and splendid attire88 of the guests, united to form a scene of magnificence, such as we may not hope to see in these DEGENERATE89 DAYS.
‘Of the Baron, the following adventure is related. One night, having retired late from the banquet to his chamber, and dismissed his attendants, he was surprised by the appearance of a stranger of a noble air, but of a sorrowful and dejected countenance. Believing, that this person had been secreted91 in the apartment, since it appeared impossible he could have lately passed the anti-room, unobserved by the pages in waiting, who would have prevented this intrusion on their lord, the Baron, calling loudly for his people, drew his sword, which he had not yet taken from his side, and stood upon his defence. The stranger slowly advancing, told him, that there was nothing to fear; that he came with no hostile design, but to communicate to him a terrible secret, which it was necessary for him to know.
‘The Baron, appeased92 by the courteous93 manners of the stranger, after surveying him, for some time, in silence, returned his sword into the scabbard, and desired him to explain the means, by which he had obtained access to the chamber, and the purpose of this extraordinary visit.
‘Without answering either of these enquiries, the stranger said, that he could not then explain himself, but that, if the Baron would follow him to the edge of the forest, at a short distance from the castle walls, he would there convince him, that he had something of importance to disclose.
‘This proposal again alarmed the Baron, who could scarcely believe, that the stranger meant to draw him to so solitary94 a spot, at this hour of the night, without harbouring a design against his life, and he refused to go, observing, at the same time, that, if the stranger’s purpose was an honourable95 one, he would not persist in refusing to reveal the occasion of his visit, in the apartment where they were.
‘While he spoke50 this, he viewed the stranger still more attentively96 than before, but observed no change in his countenance, or any symptom, that might intimate a consciousness of evil design. He was habited like a knight79, was of a tall and majestic97 stature98, and of dignified99 and courteous manners. Still, however, he refused to communicate the subject of his errand in any place, but that he had mentioned, and, at the same time, gave hints concerning the secret he would disclose, that awakened100 a degree of solemn curiosity in the Baron, which, at length, induced him to consent to follow the stranger, on certain conditions.
‘“Sir knight,” said he, “I will attend you to the forest, and will take with me only four of my people, who shall witness our conference.”
‘To this, however, the Knight objected.
‘“What I would disclose,” said he, with solemnity, “is to you alone. There are only three living persons, to whom the circumstance is known; it is of more consequence to you and your house, than I shall now explain. In future years, you will look back to this night with satisfaction or repentance101, accordingly as you now determine. As you would hereafter prosper102 — follow me; I pledge you the honour of a knight, that no evil shall befall you;— if you are contented103 to dare futurity — remain in your chamber, and I will depart as I came.”
‘“Sir knight,” replied the Baron, “how is it possible, that my future peace can depend upon my present determination?”
‘“That is not now to be told,” said the stranger, “I have explained myself to the utmost. It is late; if you follow me it must be quickly;— you will do well to consider the alternative.”
‘The Baron mused104, and, as he looked upon the knight, he perceived his countenance assume a singular solemnity.’
[Here Ludovico thought he heard a noise, and he threw a glance round the chamber, and then held up the lamp to assist his observation; but, not perceiving any thing to confirm his alarm, he took up the book again and pursued the story.]
‘The Baron paced his apartment, for some time, in silence, impressed by the last words of the stranger, whose extraordinary request he feared to grant, and feared, also, to refuse. At length, he said, “Sir knight, you are utterly105 unknown to me; tell me yourself,— is it reasonable, that I should trust myself alone with a stranger, at this hour, in a solitary forest? Tell me, at least, who you are, and who assisted to secrete90 you in this chamber.”
‘The knight frowned at these latter words, and was a moment silent; then, with a countenance somewhat stern, he said,
‘“I am an English knight; I am called Sir Bevys of Lancaster,— and my deeds are not unknown at the Holy City, whence I was returning to my native land, when I was benighted106 in the neighbouring forest.”
‘“Your name is not unknown to fame,” said the Baron, “I have heard of it.” (The Knight looked haughtily107.) “But why, since my castle is known to entertain all true knights, did not your herald108 announce you? Why did you not appear at the banquet, where your presence would have been welcomed, instead of hiding yourself in my castle, and stealing to my chamber, at midnight?”
‘The stranger frowned, and turned away in silence; but the Baron repeated the questions.
‘“I come not,” said the Knight, “to answer enquiries, but to reveal facts. If you would know more, follow me, and again I pledge the honour of a Knight, that you shall return in safety.— Be quick in your determination — I must be gone.”
‘After some further hesitation, the Baron determined to follow the stranger, and to see the result of his extraordinary request; he, therefore, again drew forth109 his sword, and, taking up a lamp, bade the Knight lead on. The latter obeyed, and, opening the door of the chamber, they passed into the anti-room, where the Baron, surprised to find all his pages asleep, stopped, and, with hasty violence, was going to reprimand them for their carelessness, when the Knight waved his hand, and looked so expressively110 upon the Baron, that the latter restrained his resentment111, and passed on.
‘The Knight, having descended112 a stair-case, opened a secret door, which the Baron had believed was known only to himself, and, proceeding113 through several narrow and winding114 passages, came, at length, to a small gate, that opened beyond the walls of the castle. Meanwhile, the Baron followed in silence and amazement115, on perceiving that these secret passages were so well known to a stranger, and felt inclined to return from an adventure, that appeared to partake of treachery, as well as danger. Then, considering that he was armed, and observing the courteous and noble air of his conductor, his courage returned, he blushed, that it had failed him for a moment, and he resolved to trace the mystery to its source.
‘He now found himself on the heathy platform, before the great gates of his castle, where, on looking up, he perceived lights glimmering in the different casements of the guests, who were retiring to sleep; and, while he shivered in the blast, and looked on the dark and desolate scene around him, he thought of the comforts of his warm chamber, rendered cheerful by the blaze of wood, and felt, for a moment, the full contrast of his present situation.’
[Here Ludovico paused a moment, and, looking at his own fire, gave it a brightening stir.]
‘The wind was strong, and the Baron watched his lamp with anxiety, expecting every moment to see it extinguished; but, though the flame wavered, it did not expire, and he still followed the stranger, who often sighed as he went, but did not speak.
‘When they reached the borders of the forest, the Knight turned, and raised his head, as if he meant to address the Baron, but then, closing his lips in silence, he walked on.
‘As they entered, beneath the dark and spreading boughs116, the Baron, affected by the solemnity of the scene, hesitated whether to proceed, and demanded how much further they were to go. The Knight replied only by a gesture, and the Baron, with hesitating steps and a suspicious eye, followed through an obscure and intricate path, till, having proceeded a considerable way, he again demanded whither they were going, and refused to proceed unless he was informed.
‘As he said this, he looked at his own sword, and at the Knight alternately, who shook his head, and whose dejected countenance disarmed117 the Baron, for a moment, of suspicion.
‘“A little further is the place, whither I would lead you,” said the stranger; “no evil shall befall you — I have sworn it on the honour of a knight.”
‘The Baron, re-assured, again followed in silence, and they soon arrived at a deep recess118 of the forest, where the dark and lofty chesnuts entirely119 excluded the sky, and which was so overgrown with underwood, that they proceeded with difficulty. The Knight sighed deeply as he passed, and sometimes paused; and having, at length, reached a spot, where the trees crowded into a knot, he turned, and, with a terrific look, pointing to the ground, the Baron saw there the body of a man, stretched at its length, and weltering in blood; a ghastly wound was on the forehead, and death appeared already to have contracted the features.
‘The Baron, on perceiving the spectacle, started in horror, looked at the Knight for explanation, and was then going to raise the body and examine if there were yet any remains120 of life; but the stranger, waving his hand, fixed121 upon him a look so earnest and mournful, as not only much surprised him, but made him desist.
‘But, what were the Baron’s emotions, when, on holding the lamp near the features of the corpse122, he discovered the exact resemblance of the stranger his conductor, to whom he now looked up in astonishment and enquiry? As he gazed, he perceived the countenance of the Knight change, and begin to fade, till his whole form gradually vanished from his astonished sense! While the Baron stood, fixed to the spot, a voice was heard to utter these words:—’
[Ludovico started, and laid down the book, for he thought he heard a voice in the chamber, and he looked toward the bed, where, however, he saw only the dark curtains and the pall. He listened, scarcely daring to draw his breath, but heard only the distant roaring of the sea in the storm, and the blast, that rushed by the casements; when, concluding, that he had been deceived by its sighings, he took up his book to finish the story.]
‘While the Baron stood, fixed to the spot, a voice was heard to utter these words:—*
(* This repetition seems to be intentional123. Ludovico is picking up the thread.)
‘The body of Sir Bevys of Lancaster, a noble knight of England, lies before you. He was, this night, waylaid124 and murdered, as he journeyed from the Holy City towards his native land. Respect the honour of knighthood and the law of humanity; inter49 the body in christian125 ground, and cause his murderers to be punished. As ye observe, or neglect this, shall peace and happiness, or war and misery126, light upon you and your house for ever!’
‘The Baron, when he recovered from the awe and astonishment, into which this adventure had thrown him, returned to his castle, whither he caused the body of Sir Bevys to be removed; and, on the following day, it was interred127, with the honours of knighthood, in the chapel128 of the castle, attended by all the noble knights and ladies, who graced the court of Baron de Brunne.’
Ludovico, having finished this story, laid aside the book, for he felt drowsy129, and, after putting more wood on the fire and taking another glass of wine, he reposed130 himself in the arm-chair on the hearth. In his dream he still beheld131 the chamber where he really was, and, once or twice, started from imperfect slumbers132, imagining he saw a man’s face, looking over the high back of his armchair. This idea had so strongly impressed him, that, when he raised his eyes, he almost expected to meet other eyes, fixed upon his own, and he quitted his seat and looked behind the chair, before he felt perfectly133 convinced, that no person was there.
Thus closed the hour.
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