Some one was near, and this enemy
of God and man might possibly be brought to justice. I reflected
not that the preternatural power which he had hitherto exerted
would avail to rescue him from any toils in which his feet might be
entangled. Meanwhile, looks, and not words, of menace and
abhorrence, were all that I could bestow.
He did not depart. He seemed dubious whether by passing out of the
house, or by remaining somewhat longer where he was, he should most
endanger his safety. His confusion increased when steps of one
barefoot were heard upon the stairs. He threw anxious glances
sometimes at the closet, sometimes at the window, and sometimes at
the chamber door; yet he was detained by some inexplicable
fascination. He stood as if rooted to the spot.
As to me, my soul was bursting with detestation and revenge. I had
no room for surmises and fears respecting him that approached. It
was doubtless a human being, and would befriend me so far as to aid
me in arresting this offender.
The stranger quickly entered the room. My eyes and the eyes of
Carwin were at the same moment darted upon him.
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