little novels-第5章
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Was the Invisible Presence still near？ Was it passing between me and my fellow…mortals； forbidding communication； in that place and at that time？
It must have been so。 When I turned away in my ignorance； with a heavy heart； the dreadful blankness which had twice shut out from me the beings of my own race； was not between me and my dog。 The poor little creature filled me with pity； I called him to me。 He moved at the sound of my voice； and followed me languidly； not quite awakened yet from the trance of terror that had possessed him。
Before I had retired by more than a few steps； I thought I was conscious of the Presence again。 I held out my longing arms to it。 I waited in the hope of a touch to tell me that I might return。 Perhaps I was answered by indirect means？ I only know that a resolution to return to the same place； at the same hour； came to me； and quieted my mind。
The morning of the next day was dull and cloudy； but the rain held off。 I set forth again to the Gardens。
My dog ran on before me into the streetand stopped： waiting to see in which direction I might lead the way。 When I turned toward the Gardens； he dropped behind me。 In a little while I looked back。 He was following me no longer； he stood irresolute。 I called to him。 He advanced a few stepshesitatedand ran back to the house。
I went on by myself。 Shall I confess my superstition？ I thought the dog's desertion of me a bad omen。
Arrived at the tree； I placed myself under it。 The minutes followed each other uneventfully。 The cloudy sky darkened。 The dull surface of the grass showed no shuddering consciousness of an unearthly creature passing over it。
I still waited； with an obstinacy which was fast becoming the obstinacy of despair。 How long an interval elapsed； while I kept watch on the ground before me； I am not able to say。 I only know that a change came。
Under the dull gray light I saw the grass movebut not as it had moved； on the day before。 It shriveled as if a flame had scorched it。 No flame appeared。 The brown underlying earth showed itself winding onward in a thin stripwhich might have been a footpath traced in fire。 It frightened me。 I longed for the protection of the Invisible Presence。 I prayed for a warning of it； if danger was near。
A touch answered me。 It was as if a hand unseen had taken my handhad raised it； little by littlehad left it； pointing to the thin brown path that wound toward me under the shriveled blades of grass。
I looked to the far end of the path。
The unseen hand closed on my hand with a warning pressure： the revelation of the coming danger was near meI waited for it。 I saw it。
The figure of a man appeared； advancing toward me along the thin brown path。 I looked in his face as he came nearer。 It showed me dimly the face of my husband's brotherJohn Zant。
The consciousness of myself as a living creature left me。 I knew nothing； I felt nothing。 I was dead。
When the torture of revival made me open my eyes； I found myself on the grass。 Gentle hands raised my head； at the moment when I recovered my senses。 Who had brought me to life again？ Who was taking care of me？
I looked upward； and sawbending over meJohn Zant。
VII。
THERE； the manuscript ended。
Some lines had been added on the last page； but they had been so carefully erased as to be illegible。 These words of explanation appeared below the canceled sentences：
〃I had begun to write the little that remains to be told； when it struck me that I might； unintentionally； be exercising an unfair influence on your opinion。 Let me only remind you that I believe absolutely in the supernatural revelation which I have endeavored to describe。 Remember thisand decide for me what I dare not decide for myself。〃
There was no serious obstacle in the way of compliance with this request。
Judged from the point of view of the materialist； Mrs。 Zant might no doubt be the victim of illusions （produced by a diseased state of the nervous system）； which have been known to existas in the celebrated case of the book…seller； Nicolai； of Berlinwithout being accompanied by derangement of the intellectual powers。 But Mr。 Rayburn was not asked to solve any such intricate problem as this。 He had been merely instructed to read the manuscript； and to say what impression it had left on him of the mental condition of the writer； whose doubt of herself had been； in all probability； first suggested by remembrance of the illness from which she had sufferedbrain…fever。
Under these circumstances； there could be little difficulty in forming an opinion。 The memory which had recalled； and the judgment which had arranged； the succession of events related in the narrative； revealed a mind in full possession of its resources。
Having satisfied himself so far； Mr。 Rayburn abstained from considering the more serious question suggested by what he had read。
At any time his habits of life and his ways of thinking would have rendered him unfit to weigh the arguments； which assert or deny supernatural revelation among the creatures of earth。 But his mind was now so disturbed by the startling record of experience which he had just read； that he was only conscious of feeling certain impressionswithout possessing the capacity to reflect on them。 That his anxiety on Mrs。 Zant's account had been increased； and that his doubts of Mr。 John Zant had been encouraged； were the only practical results of the confidence placed in him of which he was thus far aware。 In the ordinary exigencies of life a man of hesitating disposition； his interest in Mrs。 Zant's welfare； and his desire to discover what had passed between her brother…in…law and herself； after their meeting in the Gardens； urged him into instant action。 In half an hour more； he had arrived at her lodgings。 He was at once admitted。
VIII。
MRS。 ZANT was alone； in an imperfectly lighted room。
〃I hope you will excuse the bad light；〃 she said； 〃my head has been burning as if the fever had come back again。 Oh； don't go away！ After what I have suffered； you don't know how dreadful it is to be alone。〃
The tone of her voice told him that she had been crying。 He at once tried the best means of setting the poor lady at ease； by telling her of the conclusion at which he had arrived； after reading her manuscript。 The happy result showed itself instantly： her face brightened； her manner changed； she was eager to hear more。
〃Have I produced any other impression on you？〃 she asked。
He understood the allusion。 Expressing sincere respect for her own convictions； he told her honestly that he was not prepared to enter on the obscure and terrible question of supernatural interposition。 Grateful for the tone in which he had answered her； she wisely and delicately changed the subject。
〃I must speak to you of my brother…in…law；〃 she said。 〃He has told me of your visit； and I am anxious to know what you think of him。 Do you like Mr。 John Zant？〃
Mr。 Rayburn hesitated。
The careworn look appeared again in her face。 〃If you had felt as kindly toward him as he feels toward you；〃 she said； 〃I might have gone to St。 Sallins with a lighter heart。〃
Mr。 Rayburn thought of the supernatural appearances； described at the close of her narrative。 〃You believe in that terrible warning；〃 he remonstrated； 〃and yet； you go to your brother…in…law's house！〃
〃I believe；〃 she answered； 〃in the spirit of the man who loved me in the days of his earthly bondage。 I am under _his_ protection。 What have I to do but to cast away my fears； and to wait in faith and hope？ It might have helped my resolution if a friend had been near to encourage me。〃 She paused and smiled sadly。 〃I must remember；〃 she resumed； 〃that your way of understanding my position is not my way。 I ought to have told you that Mr。 John Zant feels needless anxiety about my health。 He declares that he will not lose sight of me until his mind is at ease。 It is useless to attempt to alter his opinion。 He says my nerves are shatteredand who that sees me can doubt it？ He tells me that my only chance of getting better is to try change of air and perfect reposehow can I contradict him？ He reminds me that I have no relation but himself； and no house open to me but his ownand God knows he is
