首页 >出版文学> The Last Days of Pompeiil>第18章
  Hepaused,asatlengthheapproachedthemouthofthecavern,torecoverbreath;andthen,withhiswontedcollectedandstatelymien,hecrossedtheunhallowedthreshold。
  Thefoxsprangupattheingressofthisnewcomer,andbyalonghowlannouncedanothervisitortohismistress。
  Thewitchhadresumedherseat,andheraspectofgravelikeandgrimrepose。
  Byherfeet,uponabedofdryweedswhichhalfcoveredit,laythewoundedsnake;butthequickeyeoftheEgyptiancaughtitsscalesglitteringinthereflectedlightoftheoppositefire,asitwrithed——nowcontracting,nowlengthening,itsfolds,inpainandunsatedanger。
  ’Down,slave!’saidthewitch,asbefore,tothefox;and,asbefore,theanimaldroppedtotheground——mute,butvigilant。
  ’Rise,servantofNoxandErebus!’saidArbaces,commandingly;’asuperiorinthineartsalutesthee!rise,andwelcomehim。’
  AtthesewordsthehagturnedhergazeupontheEgyptian’stoweringformanddarkfeatures。Shelookedlongandfixedlyuponhim,ashestoodbeforeherinhisOrientalrobe,andfoldedarms,andsteadfastandhaughtybrow。’Whoartthou,’shesaidatlast,’thatcallestthyselfgreaterinartthantheSagaoftheBurningFields,andthedaughteroftheperishedEtrurianrace?’
  ’Iamhe,’answeredArbaces,’fromwhomallcultivatorsofmagic,fromnorthtosouth,fromeasttowest,fromtheGangesandtheNiletothevalesofThessalyandtheshoresoftheyellowTiber,havestoopedtolearn。’
  ’Thereisbutonesuchmanintheseplaces,’answeredthewitch,’whomthemenoftheouterworld,unknowinghisloftierattributesandmoresecretfame,callArbacestheEgyptian:tousofahighernatureanddeeperknowledge,hisrightfulappellationisHermesoftheBurningGirdle。’
  ’Lookagain,returnedArbaces:’Iamhe。’
  Ashespokehedrewasidehisrobe,andrevealedacinctureseeminglyoffire,thatburnedaroundhiswaist,claspedinthecentrebyaplatewhereonwasengravensomesignapparentlyvagueandunintelligiblebutwhichwasevidentlynotunknowntotheSaga。Sherosehastily,andthrewherselfatthefeetofArbaces。’Ihaveseen,then,’saidshe,inavoiceofdeephumility,’theLordoftheMightyGirdle——vouchsafemyhomage。’
  ’Rise,’saidtheEgyptian;’Ihaveneedofthee。’
  Sosaying,heplacedhimselfonthesamelogofwoodonwhichIonehadrestedbefore,andmotionedtothewitchtoresumeherseat。
  ’Thousayest,’saidhe,assheobeyed,’thatthouartadaughteroftheancientEtruriantribes;themightywallsofwhoserock—builtcitiesyetfrownabovetherobberracethathathseizedupontheirancientreign。
  PartlycamethosetribesfromGreece,partlyweretheyexilesfromamoreburningandprimevalsoil。IneithercaseartthouofEgyptianlineage,fortheGrecianmastersoftheaboriginalhelotwereamongtherestlesssonswhomtheNilebanishedfromherbosom。Equally,then,OSaga!thydescentisfromancestorsthatsworeallegiancetomineown。Bybirthasbyknowledge,artthouthesubjectofArbaces。Hearme,then,andobey!’
  Thewitchbowedherhead。
  ’Whateverartwepossessinsorcery,’continuedArbaces,’wearesometimesdriventonaturalmeanstoattainourobject。Theringandthecrystal,andtheashesandtheherbs,donotgiveunerringdivinations;neitherdothehighermysteriesofthemoonyieldeventhepossessorofthegirdleadispensationfromthenecessityofemployingeverandanonhumanmeasuresforahumanobject。Markme,then:thouartdeeplyskilled,methinks,inthesecretsofthemoredeadlyherbs;thouknowestthosewhicharrestlife,whichburnandscorchthesoulfromouthercitadel,orfreezethechannelsofyoungbloodintothaticewhichnosuncanmelt。DoIoverratethyskill?Speak,andtruly!’
  ’MightyHermes,suchloreis,indeed,mineown。Deigntolookattheseghostlyandcorpse—likefeatures;theyhavewanedfromthehuesoflifemerelybywatchingovertherankherbswhichsimmernightanddayinyoncauldron。’
  TheEgyptianmovedhisseatfromsounblessedorsounhealthfulavicinityasthewitchspoke。
  ’Itiswell,’saidhe;’thouhastlearnedthatmaximofallthedeeperknowledgewhichsaith,"Despisethebodytomakewisethemind。"Buttothytask。Therecomethtotheebyto—morrow’sstarlightavainmaiden,seekingofthineartalove—charmtofascinatefromanothertheeyesthatshouldutterbutsofttalestoherown:insteadofthyphiltres,givethemaidenoneofthymostpowerfulpoisons。LettheloverbreathehisvowstotheShades。’
  Thewitchtrembledfromheadtofoot。
  ’Ohpardon!pardon!dreadmaster,’saidshe,falteringly,’butthisIdarenot。Thelawinthesecitiesissharpandvigilant;theywillseize,theywillslayme。’
  ’Forwhatpurpose,then,thyherbsandthypotions,vainSaga?’saidArbaces,sneeringly。
  Thewitchhidherloathsomefacewithherhands。
  ’Oh!yearsago,’saidshe,inavoiceunlikeherusualtones,soplaintivewasit,andsosoft,’IwasnotthethingthatIamnow。Iloved,Ifanciedmyselfbeloved。’
  ’Andwhatconnectionhaththylove,witch,withmycommands?’saidArbaces,impetuously。
  ’Patience,’resumedthewitch;’patience,Iimplore。Iloved!anotherandlessfairthanI——yes,byNemesis!lessfair——alluredfrommemychosen。I
  wasofthatdarkEtruriantribetowhommostofallwereknownthesecretsofthegloomiermagic。Mymotherwasherselfasaga:shesharedtheresentmentofherchild;fromherhandsIreceivedthepotionthatwastorestoremehislove;andfromher,also,thepoisonthatwastodestroymyrival。Oh,crushme,dreadwalls!mytremblinghandsmistookthephials,myloverfellindeedatmyfeet;butdead!dead!dead!Sincethen,whathasbeenlifetomeIbecamesuddenlyold,Idevotedmyselftothesorceriesofmyrace;stillbyanirresistibleimpulseIcursemyselfwithanawfulpenance;stillIseekthemostnoxiousherbs;stillIconcoctthepoisons;
  stillIimaginethatIamtogivethemtomyhatedrival;stillIpourthemintothephial;stillIfancythattheyshallblastherbeautytothedust;
  stillIwakeandseethequiveringbody,thefoaminglips,theglazingeyesofmyAulus——murdered,andbyme!’
  Theskeletonframeofthewitchshookbeneathstrongconvulsions。
  Arbacesgazeduponherwithacuriousthoughcontemptuouseye。
  ’Andthisfoulthinghasyethumanemotions!’thoughthe;’stillshecowersovertheashesofthesamefirethatconsumesArbaces!——Suchareweall!
  Mysticisthetieofthosemortalpassionsthatunitethegreatestandtheleast。’
  Hedidnotreplytillshehadsomewhatrecoveredherself,andnowsatrockingtoandfroinherseat,withglassyeyesfixedontheoppositeflame,andlargetearsrollingdownherlividcheeks。
  ’Agrievoustaleisthine,intruth,’saidArbaces。’Buttheseemotionsarefitonlyforouryouth——ageshouldhardenourheartstoallthingsbutourselves;aseveryyearaddsascaletotheshell—fish,soshouldeachyearwallandincrusttheheart。Thinkofthosefrenziesnomore!Andnow,listentomeagain!Bytherevengethatwasdeartothee,Icommandtheetoobeyme!itisforvengeancethatIseekthee!ThisyouthwhomIwouldsweepfrommypathhascrossedme,despitemyspells:——thisthingofpurpleandbroidery,ofsmilesandglances,soullessandmindless,withnocharmbutthatofbeauty——accursedbeit!——thisinsect——thisGlaucus——Itellthee,byOrcusandbyNemesis,hemustdie。’
  Andworkinghimselfupateveryword,theEgyptian,forgetfulofhisdebility——ofhisstrangecompanion——ofeverythingbuthisownvindictiverage,strode,withlargeandrapidsteps,thegloomycavern。
  ’Glaucus!saidstthou,mightymaster!’saidthewitch,abruptly;andherdimeyeglaredatthenamewithallthatfierceresentmentatthememoryofsmallaffrontssocommonamongstthesolitaryandtheshunned。
  ’Ay,soheiscalled;butwhatmattersthename?Letitnotbeheardasthatofalivingmanthreedaysfromthisdate!’
  ’Hearme!’saidthewitch,breakingfromashortreverieintowhichshewasplungedafterthislastsentenceoftheEgyptian。’Hearme!Iamthythingandthyslave!spareme!IfIgivetothemaidenthouspeakestofthatwhichwoulddestroythelifeofGlaucus,Ishallbesurelydetected——thedeadeverfindavengers。Nay,dreadman!ifthyvisittomebetracked,ifthyhatredtoGlaucusbeknown,thoumayesthaveneedofthyarchestmagictoprotectthyself!’
  ’Ha!’saidArbaces,stoppingsuddenlyshort;andasaproofofthatblindnesswithwhichpassiondarkenstheeyesevenofthemostacute,thiswasthefirsttimewhentheriskthathehimselfranbythismethodofvengeancehadoccurredtoamindordinarilywaryandcircumspect。
  ’But,’continuedthewitch,’ifinsteadofthatwhichshallarresttheheart,Igivethatwhichshallsearandblastthebrain——whichshallmakehimwhoquaffsitunfitfortheusesandcareeroflife——anabject,raving,benightedthing——smitingsensetodrivellingyouthtodotage——willnotthyvengeancebeequallysated——thyobjectequallyattained?’
  ’Oh,witch!nolongertheservant,butthesister——theequalofArbaces——howmuchbrighteriswoman’swit,eveninvengeance,thanours!howmuchmoreexquisitethandeathissuchadoom!’
  ’And,’continuedthehag,gloatingoverherfellscheme,’inthisisbutlittledanger;forbytenthousandmethods,whichmenforbeartoseek,canourvictimbecomemad。Hemayhavebeenamongthevinesandseenanymph——orthevineitselfmayhavehadthesameeffect——ha,ha!theyneverinquiretooscrupulouslyintothesemattersinwhichthegodsmaybeagents。
  Andlettheworstarrive——letitbeknownthatitisalove—charm——why,madnessisacommoneffectofphiltres;andeventhefairshethatgaveitfindsindulgenceintheexcuse。MightyHermes,haveIministeredtotheecunningly?’
  ’Thoushalthavetwentyyears’longerdateforthis,’returnedArbaces。’I
  willwriteanewtheepochofthyfateonthefaceofthepalestars——thoushaltnotserveinvaintheMasteroftheFlamingBelt。Andhere,Saga,carvetheeout,bythesegoldentools,awarmercellinthisdrearycavern——oneservicetomeshallcountervailathousanddivinationsbysieveandshearstothegapingrustics。’Sosaying,hecastupontheflooraheavypurse,whichclinkednotunmusicallytotheearofthehag,wholovedtheconsciousnessofpossessingthemeanstopurchasecomfortsshedisdained。
  ’Farewell,’saidArbaces,’failnot——outwatchthestarsinconcoctingthybeverage——thoushaltlorditoverthysistersattheWalnut—tree,’whenthoutellestthemthatthypatronandthyfriendisHermestheEgyptian。
  To—morrownightwemeetagain。’
  Hestayednottohearthevaledictionorthethanksofthewitch;withaquickstephepassedintothemoonlitair,andhasteneddownthemountain。
  Thewitch,whofollowedhisstepstothethreshold,stoodattheentranceofthecavern,gazingfixedlyonhisrecedingform;andasthesadmoonlightstreamedoverhershadowyformanddeathlikeface,emergingfromthedismalrocks,itseemedasifonegifted,indeed,bysupernaturalmagichadescapedfromthedrearyOrcus;and,theforemostofitsghostlythrong,stoodatitsblackportals——vainlysummoninghisreturn,orvainlysighingtorejoinhim。
  Thehag,thenslowlyre—enteringthecave,groaninglypickeduptheheavypurse,tookthelampfromitsstand,and,passingtotheremotestdepthofhercell,ablackandabruptpassage,whichwasnotvisible,saveatanearapproach,closedroundasitwaswithjuttingandsharpcrags,yawnedbeforeher:shewentseveralyardsalongthisgloomypath,whichslopedgraduallydownwards,asiftowardsthebowelsoftheearth,and,liftingastone,depositedhertreasureinaholebeneath,which,asthelamppierceditssecrets,seemedalreadytocontaincoinsofvariousvalue,wrungfromthecredulityorgratitudeofhervisitors。
  ’Ilovetolookatyou,’saidshe,apostrophisingthemoneys;’forwhenI
  seeyouIfeelthatIamindeedofpower。AndIamtohavetwentyyears’
  longerlifetoincreaseyourstore!OthougreatHermes!’
  Shereplacedthestone,andcontinuedherpathonwardforsomepaces,whenshestoppedbeforeadeepirregularfissureintheearth。Here,asshebent——strange,rumbling,hoarse,anddistantsoundsmightbeheard,whileeverandanon,withaloudandgratingnoisewhich,touseahomelybutfaithfulsimile,seemedtoresemblethegrindingofsteeluponwheels,volumesofstreaminganddarksmokeissuedforth,andrushedspirallyalongthecavern。
  ’TheShadesarenoisierthantheirwont,’saidthehag,shakinghergreylocks;and,lookingintothecavity,shebeheld,fardown,glimpsesofalongstreakoflight,intenselybutdarklyred。’Strange!’shesaid,shrinkingback;’itisonlywithinthelasttwodaysthatdull,deeplighthathbeenvisible——whatcanitportend?’
  Thefox,whohadattendedthestepsofhisfellmistress,utteredadismalhowl,andrancoweringbacktotheinnercave;acoldshudderingseizedthehagherselfatthecryoftheanimal,which,causelessasitseemed,thesuperstitionsofthetimeconsidereddeeplyominous。Shemutteredherplacatorycharm,andtotteredbackintohercavern,where,amidstherherbsandincantations,shepreparedtoexecutetheordersoftheEgyptian。
  ’Hecalledmedotard,’saidshe,asthesmokecurledfromthehissingcauldron:’whenthejawsdrop,andthegrindersfall,andtheheartscarcebeats,itisapitiablethingtodote;butwhen,’sheadded,withasavageandexultinggrin,’theyoung,andthebeautiful,andthestrong,aresuddenlysmittenintoidiocy——ah,thatisterrible!Burn,flame——simmerherb——sweltertoad——Icursedhim,andheshallbecursed!’
  Onthatnight,andatthesamehourwhichwitnessedthedarkandunholyinterviewbetweenArbacesandtheSaga,Apaecideswasbaptized。
  ChapterXI
  PROGRESSOFEVENTS。THEPLOTTHICKENS。THEWEBISWOVEN,BUTTHENET
  CHANGESHANDS。
  ’ANDyouhavethecouragethen,Julia,toseektheWitchofVesuviusthisevening;incompany,too,withthatfearfulman?’
  ’Why,Nydia?’repliedJulia,timidly;’dostthoureallythinkthereisanythingtodread?Theseoldhags,withtheirenchantedmirrors,theirtremblingsieves,andtheirmoon—gatheredherbs,are,Iimagine,butcraftyimpostors,whohavelearned,perhaps,nothingbuttheverycharmforwhichI
  applytotheirskill,andwhichisdrawnbutfromtheknowledgeofthefield’sherbsandsimples。WhereforeshouldIdread?’
  ’Dostthounotfearthycompanion?’
  ’What,Arbaces?ByDian,Ineversawlovermorecourteousthanthatsamemagician!Andwerehenotsodark,hewouldbeevenhandsome。’
  Blindasshewas,NydiahadthepenetrationtoperceivethatJulia’smindwasnotonethatthegallantriesofArbaceswerelikelytoterrify。Shethereforedissuadedhernomore:butnursedinherexcitedheartthewildandincreasingdesiretoknowifsorceryhadindeedaspelltofascinatelovetolove。
  ’Letmegowiththee,nobleJulia,’saidsheatlength;’mypresenceisnoprotection,butIshouldliketobebesidetheetothelast。’
  ’Thineofferpleasesmemuch,’repliedthedaughterofDiomed。’Yethowcanstthoucontriveit?wemaynotreturnuntillate,theywillmissthee。’
  ’Ioneisindulgent,’repliedNydia。’Ifthouwiltpermitmetosleepbeneaththyroof,Iwillsaythatthou,anearlypatronessandfriend,hastinvitedmetopassthedaywiththee,andsingtheemyThessaliansongs;hercourtesywillreadilygranttotheesolightaboon。’
  ’Nay,askforthyself!’saidthehaughtyJulia。’IstooptorequestnofavorfromtheNeapolitan!’
  ’Well,beitso。Iwilltakemyleavenow;makemyrequest,whichIknowwillbereadilygranted,andreturnshortly。’
  ’Doso;andthybedshallbepreparedinmyownchamber。’Withthat,NydialeftthefairPompeian。
  OnherwaybacktoIoneshewasmetbythechariotofGlaucus,onwhosefieryandcurvetingsteedswasrivetedthegazeofthecrowdedstreet。
  Hekindlystoppedforamomenttospeaktotheflower—girl。
  ’Bloomingasthineownroses,mygentleNydia!andhowisthyfairmistress?——recovered,Itrust,fromtheeffectsofthestorm?’
  ’Ihavenotseenherthismorning,’answeredNydia,’but……’
  ’Butwhat?drawback——thehorsesaretoonearthee。’
  ’ButthinkyouIonewillpermitmetopassthedaywithJulia,thedaughterofDiomed?——Shewishesit,andwaskindtomewhenIhadfewfriends。’
  ’Thegodsblessthygratefulheart!IwillanswerforIone’spermission。’
  ’ThenImaystayoverthenight,andreturnto—morrow?’saidNydia,shrinkingfromthepraiseshesolittlemerited。
  ’AsthouandfairJuliaplease。Commendmetoher;andharkye,Nydia,whenthouhearestherspeak,notethecontrastofhervoicewiththatofthesilver—tonedIone。Vale!’
  Hisspiritsentirelyrecoveredfromtheeffectofthepastnight,hislockswavinginthewind,hisjoyousandelasticheartboundingwitheveryspringofhisParthiansteeds,averyprototypeofhiscountry’sgod,fullofyouthandoflove——Glaucuswasbornerapidlytohismistress。
  Enjoywhileyemaythepresent——whocanreadthefuture?
  Astheeveningdarkened,Julia,reclinedwithinherlitter,whichwascapaciousenoughalsotoadmitherblindcompanion,tookherwaytotheruralbathsindicatedbyArbaces。Tohernaturallevityofdisposition,herenterprisebroughtlessofterrorthanofpleasurableexcitement;aboveall,sheglowedatthethoughtofhercomingtriumphoverthehatedNeapolitan。
  Asmallbutgaygroupwascollectedroundthedoorofthevilla,asherlitterpassedbyittotheprivateentranceofthebathsappropriatedtothewomen。
  ’Methinks,bythisdimlight,’saidoneofthebystanders,’IrecognizetheslavesofDiomed。’
  ’True,Clodius,’saidSallust:’itisprobablythelitterofhisdaughterJulia。Sheisrich,myfriend;whydostthounotprofferthysuittoher?’
  ’Why,IhadoncehopedthatGlaucuswouldhavemarriedher。Shedoesnotdisguiseherattachment;andthen,ashegamblesfreelyandwithill—success……’
  ’Thesesterceswouldhavepassedtothee,wiseClodius。Awifeisagoodthing——whenitbelongstoanotherman!’
  ’But,’continuedClodius,’asGlaucusis,Iunderstand,towedtheNeapolitan,IthinkImusteventrymychancewiththedejectedmaid。Afterall,thelampofHymenwillbegilt,andthevesselwillreconcileonetotheodoroftheflame。Ishallonlyprotest,mySallust,againstDiomed’smakingtheetrusteetohisdaughter’sfortune。’
  ’Ha!ha!letuswithin,mycomissator;thewineandthegarlandswaitus。’
  Dismissingherslavestothatpartofthehousesetapartfortheirentertainment,JuliaenteredthebathswithNydia,anddecliningtheoffersoftheattendants,passedbyaprivatedoorintothegardenbehind。
  ’Shecomesbyappointment,besure,’saidoneoftheslaves。
  ’Whatisthattothee?’saidasuperintendent,sourly;’shepaysforthebaths,anddoesnotwastethesaffron。Suchappointmentsarethebestpartofthetrade。Hark!doyounothearthewidowFulviaclappingherhands?
  Run,fool——run!’
  JuliaandNydia,avoidingthemorepublicpartofthegarden,arrivedattheplacespecifiedbytheEgyptian。InasmallcircularplotofgrassthestarsgleameduponthestatueofSilenus——themerrygodreclineduponafragmentofrock——thelynxofBacchusathisfeet——andoverhismouthheheld,withextendedarm,abunchofgrapes,whichheseeminglylaughedtowelcomeerehedevoured。
  ’Iseenotthemagician,’saidJulia,lookinground:when,asshespoke,theEgyptianslowlyemergedfromtheneighboringfoliage,andthelightfellpalelyoverhissweepingrobes。
  ’Salve,sweetmaiden!——Butha!whomhastthouhere?wemusthavenocompanions!’
  ’Itisbuttheblindflower—girl,wisemagician,’repliedJulia:’herselfaThessalian。’
  ’Oh!Nydia!’saidtheEgyptian。’Iknowherwell。’
  Nydiadrewbackandshuddered。
  ’Thouhastbeenatmyhouse,methinks!’saidhe,approachinghisvoicetoNydia’sear;’thouknowesttheoath!——Silenceandsecrecy,nowasthen,orbeware!’
  ’Yet,’headded,musinglytohimself,’whyconfidemorethanisnecessary,evenintheblind——Julia,canstthoutrustthyselfalonewithme?Believeme,themagicianislessformidablethanheseems。’
  Ashespoke,hegentlydrewJuliaaside。
  ’Thewitchlovesnotmanyvisitorsatonce,’saidhe:’leaveNydiaheretillyourreturn;shecanbeofnoassistancetous:and,forprotection——yourownbeautysuffices——yourownbeautyandyourownrank;yes,Julia,Iknowthynameandbirth。Come,trustthyselfwithme,fairrivaloftheyoungestoftheNaiads!’
  ThevainJuliawasnot,aswehaveseen,easilyaffrighted;shewasmovedbytheflatteryofArbaces,andshereadilyconsentedtosufferNydiatoawaitherreturn;nordidNydiapressherpresence。AtthesoundoftheEgyptian’svoiceallherterrorofhimreturned:shefeltasentimentofpleasureatlearningshewasnottotravelinhiscompanionship。
  ShereturnedtotheBath—house,andinoneoftheprivatechamberswaitedtheirreturn。Manyandbitterwerethethoughtsofthiswildgirlasshesatthereinhereternaldarkness。Shethoughtofherowndesolatefate,farfromhernativeland,farfromtheblandcaresthatonceassuagedtheAprilsorrowsofchildhood——deprivedofthelightofday,withnonebutstrangerstoguidehersteps,accursedbytheonesoftfeelingofherheart,lovingandwithouthope,savethedimandunholyraywhichshotacrosshermind,asherThessalianfanciesquestionedoftheforceofspellsandthegiftsofmagic。
  Naturehadsownintheheartofthispoorgirltheseedsofvirtueneverdestinedtoripen。Thelessonsofadversityarenotalwayssalutary——sometimestheysoftenandamend,butasoftentheyindurateandpervert。Ifweconsiderourselvesmoreharshlytreatedbyfatethanthosearoundus,anddonotacknowledgeinourowndeedsthejusticeoftheseverity,webecometooapttodeemtheworldourenemy,tocaseourselvesindefiance,towrestleagainstoursofterself,andtoindulgethedarkerpassionswhicharesoeasilyfermentedbythesenseofinjustice。Soldearlyintoslavery,sentencedtoasordidtaskmaster,exchanginghersituation,onlyyetmoretoembitterherlot——thekindlierfeelings,naturallyprofuseinthebreastofNydia,werenippedandblighted。Hersenseofrightandwrongwasconfusedbyapassiontowhichshehadsomadlysurrenderedherself;andthesameintenseandtragicemotionswhichwereadofinthewomenoftheclassicage——aMyrrha,aMedea——andwhichhurriedandsweptawaythewholesoulwhenoncedeliveredtolove——ruled,andriotedin,herbreast。
  Timepassed:alightstepenteredthechamberwhereNydiayetindulgedhergloomymeditations。
  ’Oh,thankedbetheimmortalgods!’saidJulia,’Ihavereturned,Ihaveleftthatterriblecavern!Come,Nydia!letusawayforthwith!’
  ItwasnottilltheywereseatedinthelitterthatJuliaagainspoke。
  ’Oh!’saidshe,tremblingly,’suchascene!suchfearfulincantations!andthedeadfaceofthehag!——But,letustalknotofit。Ihaveobtainedthepotion——shepledgesitseffect。Myrivalshallbesuddenlyindifferenttohiseye,andI,Ialone,theidolofGlaucus!’
  ’Glaucus!’exclaimedNydia。
  ’Ay!Itoldthee,girl,atfirst,thatitwasnottheAthenianwhomIloved:
  butIseenowthatImaytrusttheewholly——itisthebeautifulGreek!’
  WhatthenwereNydia’semotions!shehadconnived,shehadassisted,intearingGlaucusfromIone;butonlytotransfer,byallthepowerofmagic,hisaffectionsyetmorehopelesslytoanother。Herheartswelledalmosttosuffocation——shegaspedforbreath——inthedarknessofthevehicle,Juliadidnotperceivetheagitationofhercompanion;shewentonrapidlydilatingonthepromisedeffectofheracquisition,andonherapproachingtriumphoverIone,everynowandthenabruptlydigressingtothehorrorofthesceneshehadquitted——theunmovedmienofArbaces,andhisauthorityoverthedreadfulSaga。
  MeanwhileNydiarecoveredherself—possession:athoughtflashedacrossher:
  shesleptinthechamberofJulia——shemightpossessherselfofthepotion。
  TheyarrivedatthehouseofDiomed,anddescendedtoJulia’sapartment,wherethenight’srepastawaitedthem。
  ’Drink,Nydia,thoumustbecold,theairwaschillto—night;asforme,myveinsareyetice。’
  AndJuliaunhesitatinglyquaffeddeepdraughtsofthespicedwine。
  ’Thouhastthepotion,’saidNydia;’letmeholditinmyhands。Howsmallthephialis!ofwhatcoloristhedraught?’
  ’Clearascrystal,’repliedJulia,assheretookthephiltre;’thoucouldstnottellitfromthiswater。Thewitchassuresmeitistasteless。Smallthoughthephial,itsufficesforalife’sfidelity:itistobepouredintoanyliquid;andGlaucuswillonlyknowwhathehasquaffedbytheeffect。’
  ’Exactlylikethiswaterinappearance?’
  ’Yes,sparklingandcolorlessasthis。Howbrightitseems!itisastheveryessenceofmoonlitdews。Brightthing!howthoushinestonmyhopesthroughthycrystalvase!’
  ’Andhowisitsealed?’
  ’Butbyonelittlestopper——Iwithdrawitnow——thedraughtgivesnoodor。
  Strange,thatthatwhichspeakstoneithersenseshouldthuscommandall!’
  ’Istheeffectinstantaneous?’
  ’Usually——butsometimesitremainsdormantforafewhours。’
  ’Oh,howsweetisthisperfume!’saidNydia,suddenly,asshetookupasmallbottleonthetable,andbentoveritsfragrantcontents。
  ’Thinkestthouso?thebottleissetwithgemsofsomevalue。Thouwouldstnothavethebraceletyestermorn——wiltthoutakethebottle?’
  ’ItoughttobesuchperfumesasthesethatshouldremindonewhocannotseeofthegenerousJulia。Ifthebottlebenottoocostly……’
  ’Oh!Ihaveathousandcostlierones:takeit,child!’
  Nydiabowedhergratitude,andplacedthebottleinhervest。
  ’Andthedraughtwouldbeequallyefficacious,whoeveradministersit?’
  ’Ifthemosthideoushagbeneaththesunbestowedit,suchisitsassertedvirtuethatGlaucuswoulddeemherbeautiful,andnonebuther!’
  Julia,warmedbywine,andthereactionofherspirits,wasnowallanimationanddelight;shelaughedloud,andtalkedonahundredmatters——norwasittillthenighthadadvancedfartowardsmorningthatshesummonedherslavesandundressed。
  Whentheyweredismissed,shesaidtoNydia,’Iwillnotsufferthisholydraughttoquitmypresencetillthehourcomesforitsuse。Lieundermypillow,brightspirit,andgivemehappydreams!’
  Sosaying,sheplacedthepotionunderherpillow。Nydia’sheartbeatviolently。
  ’Whydostthoudrinkthatunmixedwater,Nydia?Takethewinebyitsside。’
  ’Iamfevered,’repliedtheblindgirl,’andthewatercoolsme。Iwillplacethisbottlebymybedside,itrefreshesinthesesummernights,whenthedewsofsleepfallnotonourlips。FairJulia,Imustleavetheeveryearly——soIonebids——perhapsbeforethouartawake;accept,therefore,nowmycongratulations。’
  ’Thanks:whennextwemeetyoumayfindGlaucusatmyfeet。’
  Theyhadretiredtotheircouches,andJulia,wornoutbytheexcitementoftheday,soonslept。ButanxiousandburningthoughtsrolledoverthemindofthewakefulThessalian。ShelistenedtothecalmbreathingofJulia;andherear,accustomedtothefinestdistinctionsofsound,speedilyassuredherofthedeepslumberofhercompanion。
  ’Nowbefriendme,Venus!’saidshe,softly。