When I approached the recess, my heart again sunk. I averted my
eyes, and left it behind me as quickly as possible. Silence
reigned through my habitation, and a darkness which closed doors
and shutters produced. Every object was connected with mine or my
brother's history. I passed the entry, mounted the stair, and
unlocked the door of my chamber. It was with difficulty that I
curbed my fancy and smothered my fears. Slight movements and
casual sounds were transformed into beckoning shadows and calling
shapes.
I proceeded to the closet. I opened and looked round it with
fearfulness. All things were in their accustomed order. I sought
and found the manuscript where I was used to deposit it. This
being secured, there was nothing to detain me; yet I stood and
contemplated awhile the furniture and walls of my chamber. I
remembered how long this apartment had been a sweet and tranquil
asylum; I compared its former state with its present dreariness,
and reflected that I now beheld it for the last time.
Here it was that the incomprehensible behavior of Carwin was
witnessed; this the stage on which that enemy of man showed himself
for a moment unmasked.
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