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She schooled herself to suppress her fears and her feelings。 She
would not ask his confidence;she sought to steal into it。 By
little and little she felt that she was succeeding。 Too wrapped
in his own strange existence to be acutely observant of the
character of others; Glyndon mistook the self…content of a
generous and humble affection for constitutional fortitude; and
this quality pleased and soothed him。 It is fortitude that the
diseased mind requires in the confidant whom it selects as its
physician。 And how irresistible is that desire to communicate!
How often the lonely man thought to himself; 〃My heart would be
lightened of its misery; if once confessed!〃 He felt; too; that
in the very youth; the inexperience; the poetical temperament of
Adela; he could find one who would comprehend and bear with him
better than any sterner and more practical nature。 Mervale would
have looked on his revelations as the ravings of madness; and
most men; at best; as the sicklied chimeras; the optical
delusions; of disease。 Thus gradually preparing himself for that
relief for which he yearned; the moment for his disclosure
arrived thus:
One evening; as they sat alone together; Adela; who inherited
some portion of her brother's talent in art; was employed in
drawing; and Glyndon; rousing himself from meditations less
gloomy than usual; rose; and affectionately passing his arm round
her waist; looked over her as she sat。 An exclamation of dismay
broke from his lips;he snatched the drawing from her hand:
〃What are you about?what portrait is this?〃
〃Dear Clarence; do you not remember the original?it is a copy
from that portrait of our wise ancestor which our poor mother
used to say so strongly resembled you。 I thought it would please
you if I copied it from memory。〃
〃Accursed was the likeness!〃 said Glyndon; gloomily。 〃Guess you
not the reason why I have shunned to return to the home of my
fathers!because I dreaded to meet that portrait!because
becausebut pardon me; I alarm you!〃
〃Ah; no;no; Clarence; you never alarm me when you speak: only
when you are silent! Oh; if you thought me worthy of your trust;
oh; if you had given me the right to reason with you in the
sorrows that I yearn to share!〃
Glyndon made no answer; but paced the room for some moments with
disordered strides。 He stopped at last; and gazed at her
earnestly。 〃Yes; you; too; are his descendant; you know that
such men have lived and suffered; you will not mock me; you
will not disbelieve! Listen! hark!what sound is that?〃
〃But the wind on the house…top; Clarence;but the wind。〃
〃Give me your hand; let me feel its living clasp; and when I have
told you; never revert to the tale again。 Conceal it from all:
swear that it shall die with us;the last of our predestined
race!〃
〃Never will I betray your trust; I swear it;never!〃 said Adela;
firmly; and she drew closer to his side。 Then Glyndon commenced
his story。 That which; perhaps; in writing; and to minds
prepared to question and disbelieve; may seem cold and
terrorless; became far different when told by those blanched
lips; with all that truth of suffering which convinces and
appalls。 Much; indeed; he concealed; much he involuntarily
softened; but he revealed enough to make his tale intelligible
and distinct to his pale and trembling listener。 〃At daybreak;〃
he said; 〃I left that unhallowed and abhorred abode。 I had one
hope still;I would seek Mejnour through the world。 I would
force him to lay at rest the fiend that haunted my soul。 With
this intent I journeyed from city to city。 I instituted the most
vigilant researches through the police of Italy。 I even employed
the services of the Inquisition at Rome; which had lately
asserted its ancient powers in the trial of the less dangerous
Cagliostro。 All was in vain; not a trace of him could be
discovered。 I was not alone; Adela。〃 Here Glyndon paused a
moment; as if embarrassed; for in his recital; I need scarcely
say that he had only indistinctly alluded to Fillide; whom the
reader may surmise to be his companion。 〃I was not alone; but
the associate of my wanderings was not one in whom my soul could
confide;faithful and affectionate; but without education;
without faculties to comprehend me; with natural instincts rather
than cultivated reason; one in whom the heart might lean in its
careless hours; but with whom the mind could have no commune; in
whom the bewildered spirit could seek no guide。 Yet in the
society of this person the demon troubled me not。 Let me explain
yet more fully the dread conditions of its presence。 In coarse
excitement; in commonplace life; in the wild riot; in the fierce
excess; in the torpid lethargy of that animal existence which we
share with the brutes; its eyes were invisible; its whisper was
unheard。 But whenever the soul would aspire; whenever the
imagination kindled to the loftier ends; whenever the
consciousness of our proper destiny struggled against the
unworthy life I pursued; then; Adelathen; it cowered by my side
in the light of noon; or sat by my bed;a Darkness visible
through the Dark。 If; in the galleries of Divine Art; the dreams
of my youth woke the early emulation;if I turned to the
thoughts of sages; if the example of the great; if the converse
of the wise; aroused the silenced intellect; the demon was with
me as by a spell。 At last; one evening; at Genoa; to which city
I had travelled in pursuit of the mystic; suddenly; and when
least expected; he appeared before me。 It was the time of the
Carnival。 It was in one of those half…frantic scenes of noise
and revel; call it not gayety; which establish a heathen
saturnalia in the midst of a Christian festival。 Wearied with
the dance; I had entered a room in which several revellers were
seated; drinking; singing; shouting; and in their fantastic
dresses and hideous masks; their orgy seemed scarcely human。 I
placed myself amongst them; and in that fearful excitement of the
spirits which the happy never know; I was soon the most riotous
of all。 The conversation fell on the Revolution of France; which
had always possessed for me an absorbing fascination。 The masks
spoke of the millennium it was to bring on earth; not as
philosophers rejoicing in the advent of light; but as ruffians
exulting in the annihilation of law。 I know not why it was; but
their licentious language infected myself; and; always desirous
to be foremost in every circle; I soon exceeded even these
rioters in declamations on the nature of the liberty which was
about to embrace all the families of the globe;a liberty that
should pervade not only public legislation; but domestic life; an
emancipation from every fetter that men had forged for
themselves。 In the midst of this tirade one of the masks
whispered me;
〃'Take care。 One listens to you who seems to be a spy!'
〃My eyes followed those of the mask; and I observed a man who
took no part in the conversation; but whose gaze was bent upon
me。 He was disguised like the rest; yet I found by a general
whisper that none had observed him enter。 His silence; his
attention; had alarmed the fears of the other revellers;they
only excited me the more。 Rapt in my subject; I pursued it;
insensible to the signs of those about me; and; addressing myself
only to the silent mask who sat alone; apart from the group; I
did not even observe that; one by one; the revellers slunk off;
and that I and the silent listener were left alone; until;
pausing from my heated and impetuous declamations; I said;
〃'And you; signor;what is your view of this mighty era?
Opinion without persecution; brotherhood without jealousy; love
without bondage'
〃'And life without God;' added the mask as I hesitated for new
images。
〃The sound of that well…known voice changed the current of my
thought。 I sprang forward; and cried;
〃'Imposter or Fiend