第15章
Mrs。Mervalewasintheseventhheavenofindignationandamaze!
"Mydear？"saidMr。Mervaleatlast，meeklyandinterogatingly。
"Mydear!"returnedMrs。Mervale，innocentlyandsourly。
"Wecanmakeuparoomformyoldfriend，Sarah？"
Theoldfriendhadsunkbackonhischair，and，gazingintentlyonthefire，withhisfeetateaseuponthefender，seemedtohaveforgottenhisquestion。
Mrs。Mervalebitherlips，lookedthoughtful，andatlastcoldlyreplied，"Certainly，Mr。Mervale；yourfriendsdorighttomakethemselvesathome。"
Withthatshelightedacandle，andmovedmajesticallyfromtheroom。Whenshereturned，thetwofriendshadvanishedintoMr。
Mervale"sstudy。
Twelveo"clockstruck，——oneo"clock，two!ThricehadMrs。
Mervalesentintotheroomtoknow，——first，iftheywantedanything；secondly，ifMr。Glyndonsleptonamattressorfeather-bed；thirdly，toinquireifMr。Glyndon"strunk，whichhehadbroughtwithhim，shouldbeunpacked。Andtotheanswertoallthesequestionswasadded，inaloudvoicefromthevisitor，——avoicethatpiercedfromthekitchentotheattic，——"Anotherbowl!stronger，ifyouplease，andbequickwithit!"
AtlastMr。Mervaleappearedintheconjugalchamber，notpenitent，norapologetic，——no，notabitofit。Hiseyestwinkled，hischeekflushed，hisfeetreeled；hesang，——Mr。
ThomasMervalepositivelysang!
"Mr。Mervale!isitpossible，sir——"
""OldKingColewasamerryoldsoul——""
"Mr。Mervale!sir!——leavemealone，sir!"
""Andamerryoldsoulwashe——""
"Whatanexampletotheservants!"
""Andhecalledforhispipe，andhecalledforhisbowl——""
"Ifyoudon"tbehaveyourself，sir，Ishallcall——"
""Callforhisfiddlersthree!""
CHAPTER5。III。
InderWeltweitAusderEinsamkeitWollensieDichlocken。
"Faust。"
(Inthewideworld，outofthesolitude，willtheseallurethee。)
Thenextmorning，atbreakfast，Mrs。Mervalelookedasifallthewrongsofinjuredwomansatuponherbrow。Mr。Mervaleseemedthepictureofremorsefulguiltandavengingbile。Hesaidlittle，excepttocomplainofheadache，andtorequesttheeggstoberemovedfromthetable。ClarenceGlyndon——impervious，unconscious，unailing，impenitent——wasinnoisyspirits，andtalkedforthree。
"PoorMervale!hehaslostthehabitofgood-fellowship，madam。
Anothernightortwo，andhewillbehimselfagain!"
"Sir，"saidMrs。Mervale，launchingapremeditatedsentencewithmorethanJohnsoniandignity，"permitmetoremindyouthatMr。
Mervaleisnowamarriedman，thedestinedfatherofafamily，andthepresentmasterofahousehold。"
"PreciselythereasonswhyIenvyhimsomuch。Imyselfhaveagreatmindtomarry。Happinessiscontagious。"
"Doyoustilltaketopainting？"askedMervale，languidly，endeavouringtoturnthetablesonhisguest。
"Oh，no；Ihaveadoptedyouradvice。Noart，noideal，——nothingloftierthanCommonplaceformenow。IfIweretopaintagain，I
positivelythinkYOUwouldpurchasemypictures。Makehasteandfinishyourbreakfast，man；Iwishtoconsultyou。IhavecometoEnglandtoseeaftermyaffairs。Myambitionistomakemoney；yourcounselsandexperiencecannotfailtoassistmehere。"
"Ah，youweresoondisenchantedofyourPhilosopher"sStone!Youmustknow，Sarah，thatwhenIlastleftGlyndon，hewasbentuponturningalchemistandmagician。"
"Youarewittyto-day，Mr。Mervale。"
"Uponmyhonouritistrue，Itoldyousobefore。"
Glyndonroseabruptly。
"Whyrevivethoserecollectionsoffollyandpresumption？HaveI
notsaidthatIhavereturnedtomynativelandtopursuethehealthfulavocationsofmykind!Oh，yes!whatsohealthful，sonoble，sofittedtoournature，aswhatyoucallthePracticalLife？Ifwehavefaculties，whatistheiruse，buttosellthemtoadvantage!Buyknowledgeaswedoourgoods；buyitatthecheapestmarket，sellitatthedearest。Haveyounotbreakfastedyet？"
Thefriendswalkedintothestreets，andMervaleshrankfromtheironywithwhichGlyndoncomplimentedhimonhisrespectability，hisstation，hispursuits，hishappymarriage，andhiseightpicturesintheirhandsomeframes。FormerlythesoberMervalehadcommandedaninfluenceoverhisfriend:HIShadbeenthesarcasm；Glyndon"stheirresoluteshameathisownpeculiarities。
Nowthispositionwasreversed。TherewasafierceearnestnessinGlyndon"salteredtemperwhichawedandsilencedthequietcommonplaceofhisfriend"scharacter。Heseemedtotakeamalignantdelightinpersuadinghimselfthatthesoberlifeoftheworldwascontemptibleandbase。
"Ah!"heexclaimed，"howrightyouweretotellmetomarryrespectably；tohaveasolidposition；toliveindecorousfearoftheworldandone"swife；andtocommandtheenvyofthepoor，thegoodopinionoftherich。Youhavepractisedwhatyoupreach。Deliciousexistence!Themerchant"sdeskandthecurtainlecture!Ha!ha!Shallwehaveanothernightofit？"
Mervale，embarrassedandirritated，turnedtheconversationuponGlyndon"saffairs。Hewassurprisedattheknowledgeoftheworldwhichtheartistseemedtohavesuddenlyacquired，surprisedstillmoreattheacutenessandenergywithwhichhespokeofthespeculationsmostinvogueatthemarket。Yes；
Glyndonwascertainlyinearnest:hedesiredtoberichandrespectable，——andtomakeatleasttenpercentforhismoney!
Afterspendingsomedayswiththemerchant，duringwhichtimehecontrivedtodisorganiseallthemechanismofthehouse，toturnnightintoday，harmonyintodiscord，todrivepoorMrs。Mervalehalf-distracted，andtoconvinceherhusbandthathewashorriblyhen-pecked，theill-omenedvisitorleftthemassuddenlyashehadarrived。Hetookahouseofhisown；hesoughtthesocietyofpersonsofsubstance；hedevotedhimselftothemoney-market；
heseemedtohavebecomeamanofbusiness；hisschemeswereboldandcolossal；hiscalculationsrapidandprofound。HestartledMervalebyhisenergy，anddazzledhimbyhissuccess。Mervalebegantoenvyhim，——tobediscontentedwithhisownregularandslowgains。WhenGlyndonboughtorsoldinthefunds，wealthrolleduponhimlikethetideofasea；whatyearsoftoilcouldnothavedoneforhiminart，afewmonths，byasuccessionofluckychances，didforhiminspeculation。Suddenly，however，herelaxedhisexertions；newobjectsofambitionseemedtoattracthim。Ifheheardadruminthestreets，whatglorylikethesoldier"s？Ifanewpoemwerepublished，whatrenownlikethepoet"s？Hebeganworksinliterature，whichpromisedgreatexcellence，tothrowthemasideindisgust。Allatonceheabandonedthedecorousandformalsocietyhehad###第16章
courted；hejoinedhimself，withyoungandriotousassociates；heplungedintothewildestexcessesofthegreatcity，whereGoldreignsalikeoverToilandPleasure。Throughallhecarriedwithhimacertainpowerandheatofsoul。Inallsocietyheaspiredtocommand，——inallpursuitstoexcel。Yetwhateverthepassionofthemoment，thereactionwasterribleinitsgloom。Hesank，attimes，intothemostprofoundandthedarkestreveries。Hisfeverwasthatofamindthatwouldescapememory，——hisrepose，thatofamindwhichthememoryseizesagain，anddevoursasaprey。Mervalenowsawlittleofhim；theyshunnedeachother。
Glyndonhadnoconfidant，andnofriend。
CHAPTER5。IV。
IchfuhleDichmirnahe；
DieEinsamkeitbelebt；
WieuberseinenWeltenDerUnsichtbareschwebt。
Uhland。
(Ifeeltheeneartome，Thelonelinesstakeslife，——
AsoveritsworldTheInvisiblehovers。)
Fromthisstateofrestlessnessandagitationratherthancontinuousaction，Glyndonwasarousedbyavisitorwhoseemedtoexercisethemostsalutaryinfluenceoverhim。Hissister，anorphanwithhimself，hadresidedinthecountrywithheraunt。
Intheearlyyearsofhopeandhomehehadlovedthisgirl，muchyoungerthanhimself，withallabrother"stenderness。OnhisreturntoEngland，hehadseemedtoforgetherexistence。Sherecalledherselftohimonheraunt"sdeathbyatouchingandmelancholyletter:shehadnownohomebuthis，——nodependencesaveonhisaffection；heweptwhenhereadit，andwasimpatienttillAdelaarrived。
Thisgirl，thenabouteighteen，concernedbeneathagentleandcalmexteriormuchoftheromanceorenthusiasmthathad，atherownage，characterisedherbrother。Butherenthusiasmwasofafarpurerorder，andwasrestrainedwithinproperbounds，partlybythesweetnessofaveryfemininenature，andpartlybyastrictandmethodicaleducation。Shedifferedfromhimespeciallyinatimidityofcharacterwhichexceededthatusualatherage，butwhichthehabitofself-commandconcealednolesscarefullythanthattimidityitselfconcealedtheromanceIhaveascribedtoher。
Adelawasnothandsome:shehadthecomplexionandtheformofdelicatehealth；andtoofineanorganisationofthenervesrenderedhersusceptibletoeveryimpressionthatcouldinfluencethehealthoftheframethroughthesympathyofthemind。Butasshenevercomplained，andasthesingularserenityofhermannersseemedtobetokenanequanimityoftemperamentwhich，withthevulgar，mighthavepassedforindifference，hersufferingshadsolongbeenborneunnoticedthatitceasedtobeanefforttodisguisethem。Though，asIhavesaid，nothandsome，hercountenancewasinterestingandpleasing；andtherewasthatcaressingkindness，thatwinningcharmabouthersmile，hermanners，heranxietytoplease，tocomfort，andtosoothewhichwentatoncetotheheart，andmadeherlovely，——becausesoloving。
SuchwasthesisterwhomGlyndonhadsolongneglected，andwhomhenowsocordiallywelcomed。Adelahadpassedmanyyearsavictimtothecaprices，andanursetothemaladies，ofaselfishandexactingrelation。Thedelicateandgenerousandrespectfulaffectionofherbrotherwasnolessnewtoherthandelightful。
Hetookpleasureinthehappinesshecreated；hegraduallyweanedhimselffromothersociety；hefeltthecharmofhome。Itisnotsurprising，then，thatthisyoungcreature，freeandvirginfromeverymoreardentattachment，concentratedallhergratefulloveonthischerishedandprotectingrelative。Herstudybyday，herdreambynight，wastorepayhimforhisaffection。Shewasproudofhistalents，devotedtohiswelfare；thesmallesttriflethatcouldinteresthimswelledinhereyestothegravestaffairsoflife。Inshort，allthelong-hoardedenthusiasm，whichwasherperilousandonlyheritage，sheinvestedinthisoneobjectofherholytenderness，herpureambition。
ButinproportionasGlyndonshunnedthoseexcitementsbywhichhehadsolongsoughttooccupyhistimeordistracthisthoughts，thegloomofhiscalmerhoursbecamedeeperandmorecontinuous。Heeverandespeciallydreadedtobealone；hecouldnotbearhisnewcompaniontobeabsentfromhiseyes:herodewithher，walkedwithher，anditwaswithvisiblereluctance，whichalmostpartookofhorror，thatheretiredtorestatanhourwhenevenrevelgrowsfatigued。Thisgloomwasnotthatwhichcouldbecalledbythesoftnameofmelancholy，——itwasfarmoreintense；itseemedratherlikedespair。Oftenafterasilenceasofdeath——soheavy，abstracted，motionless，diditappear——hewouldstartabruptly，andcasthurriedglancesaroundhim，——hislimbstrembling，hislipslivid，hisbrowsbathedindew。Convincedthatsomesecretsorrowpreyeduponhismind，andwouldconsumehishealth，itwasthedearestasthemostnaturaldesireofAdelatobecomehisconfidantandconsoler。Sheobserved，withthequicktactofthedelicate，thathedislikedhertoseemaffectedby，orevensensibleof，hisdarkermoods。
Sheschooledherselftosuppressherfearsandherfeelings。Shewouldnotaskhisconfidence，——shesoughttostealintoit。Bylittleandlittleshefeltthatshewassucceeding。Toowrappedinhisownstrangeexistencetobeacutelyobservantofthecharacterofothers，Glyndonmistooktheself-contentofagenerousandhumbleaffectionforconstitutionalfortitude；andthisqualitypleasedandsoothedhim。Itisfortitudethatthediseasedmindrequiresintheconfidantwhomitselectsasitsphysician。Andhowirresistibleisthatdesiretocommunicate!
Howoftenthelonelymanthoughttohimself，"Myheartwouldbelightenedofitsmisery，ifonceconfessed!"Hefelt，too，thatintheveryyouth，theinexperience，thepoeticaltemperamentofAdela，hecouldfindonewhowouldcomprehendandbearwithhimbetterthananysternerandmorepracticalnature。Mervalewouldhavelookedonhisrevelationsastheravingsofmadness，andmostmen，atbest，asthesickliedchimeras，theopticaldelusions，ofdisease。Thusgraduallypreparinghimselfforthatreliefforwhichheyearned，themomentforhisdisclosurearrivedthus:——
Oneevening，astheysatalonetogether，Adela，whoinheritedsomeportionofherbrother"stalentinart，wasemployedindrawing，andGlyndon，rousinghimselffrommeditationslessgloomythanusual，rose，andaffectionatelypassinghisarmroundherwaist，lookedoverherasshesat。Anexclamationofdismaybrokefromhislips，——hesnatchedthedrawingfromherhand:
"Whatareyouabout？——whatportraitisthis？"
"DearClarence，doyounotremembertheoriginal？——itisacopyfromthatportraitofourwiseancestorwhichourpoormotherusedtosaysostronglyresembledyou。IthoughtitwouldpleaseyouifIcopieditfrommemory。"
"Accursedwasthelikeness!"saidGlyndon，gloomily。"GuessyounotthereasonwhyIhaveshunnedtoreturntothehomeofmyfathers!——becauseIdreadedtomeetthatportrait!——because——
because——butpardonme；Ialarmyou!"
"Ah，no，——no，Clarence，youneveralarmmewhenyouspeak:onlywhenyouaresilent!Oh，ifyouthoughtmeworthyofyourtrust；
oh，ifyouhadgivenmetherighttoreasonwithyouinthesorrowsthatIyearntoshare!"
Glyndonmadenoanswer，butpacedtheroomforsomemomentswithdisorderedstrides。Hestoppedatlast，andgazedatherearnestly。"Yes，you，too，arehisdescendant；youknowthatsuchmenhavelivedandsuffered；youwillnotmockme，——youwillnotdisbelieve!Listen!hark!——whatsoundisthat？"
"Butthewindonthehouse-top，Clarence，——butthewind。"
"Givemeyourhand；letmefeelitslivingclasp；andwhenIhavetoldyou，neverreverttothetaleagain。Concealitfromall:
swearthatitshalldiewithus，——thelastofourpredestinedrace!"
"NeverwillIbetrayyourtrust；Iswearit，——never!"saidAdela，firmly；andshedrewclosertohisside。ThenGlyndoncommencedhisstory。Thatwhich，perhaps，inwriting，andtomindspreparedtoquestionanddisbelieve，mayseemcoldandterrorless，becamefardifferentwhentoldbythoseblanchedlips，withallthattruthofsufferingwhichconvincesandappalls。Much，indeed，heconcealed，muchheinvoluntarilysoftened；butherevealedenoughtomakehistaleintelligibleanddistincttohispaleandtremblinglistener。"Atdaybreak，"
hesaid，"Ileftthatunhallowedandabhorredabode。Ihadonehopestill，——IwouldseekMejnourthroughtheworld。Iwouldforcehimtolayatrestthefiendthathauntedmysoul。WiththisintentIjourneyedfromcitytocity。IinstitutedthemostvigilantresearchesthroughthepoliceofItaly。IevenemployedtheservicesoftheInquisitionatRome，whichhadlatelyasserteditsancientpowersinthetrialofthelessdangerousCagliostro。Allwasinvain；notatraceofhimcouldbediscovered。Iwasnotalone，Adela。"HereGlyndonpausedamoment，asifembarrassed；forinhisrecital，IneedscarcelysaythathehadonlyindistinctlyalludedtoFillide，whomthereadermaysurmisetobehiscompanion。"Iwasnotalone，buttheassociateofmywanderingswasnotoneinwhommysoulcouldconfide，——faithfulandaffectionate，butwithouteducation，withoutfacultiestocomprehendme，withnaturalinstinctsratherthancultivatedreason；oneinwhomtheheartmightleaninitscarelesshours，butwithwhomthemindcouldhavenocommune，inwhomthebewilderedspiritcouldseeknoguide。Yetinthesocietyofthispersonthedemontroubledmenot。
Letmeexplainyetmorefullythedreadconditionsofitspresence。Incoarseexcitement，incommonplacelife，inthewildriot，inthefierceexcess，inthetorpidlethargyofthatanimalexistencewhichwesharewiththebrutes，itseyeswereinvisible，itswhisperwasunheard。Butwheneverthesoulwouldaspire，whenevertheimaginationkindledtotheloftierends，whenevertheconsciousnessofourproperdestinystruggledagainsttheunworthylifeIpursued，then，Adela——then，itcoweredbymysideinthelightofnoon，orsatbymybed，——aDarknessvisiblethroughtheDark。If，inthegalleriesofDivineArt，thedreamsofmyyouthwoketheearlyemulation，——ifIturnedtothethoughtsofsages；iftheexampleofthegreat，iftheconverseofthewise，arousedthesilencedintellect，thedemonwaswithmeasbyaspell。Atlast，oneevening，atGenoa，towhichcityIhadtravelledinpursuitofthemystic，suddenly，andwhenleastexpected，heappearedbeforeme。
ItwasthetimeoftheCarnival。Itwasinoneofthosehalf-franticscenesofnoiseandrevel，callitnotgayety，whichestablishaheathensaturnaliainthemidstofaChristianfestival。Weariedwiththedance，Ihadenteredaroominwhichseveralrevellerswereseated，drinking，singing，shouting；andintheirfantasticdressesandhideousmasks，theirorgyseemedscarcelyhuman。I
placedmyselfamongstthem，andinthatfearfulexcitementofthespiritswhichthehappyneverknow，Iwassoonthemostriotousofall。TheconversationfellontheRevolutionofFrance，whichhadalwayspossessedformeanabsorbingfascination。Themasksspokeofthemillenniumitwastobringonearth，notasphilosophersrejoicingintheadventoflight，butasruffiansexultingintheannihilationoflaw。Iknownotwhyitwas，buttheirlicentiouslanguageinfectedmyself；and，alwaysdesiroustobeforemostineverycircle，Isoonexceededeventheseriotersindeclamationsonthenatureofthelibertywhichwasabouttoembraceallthefamiliesoftheglobe，——alibertythatshouldpervadenotonlypubliclegislation，butdomesticlife；anemancipationfromeveryfetterthatmenhadforgedforthemselves。Inthemidstofthistiradeoneofthemaskswhisperedme，——
""Takecare。Onelistenstoyouwhoseemstobeaspy!"
"Myeyesfollowedthoseofthemask，andIobservedamanwhotooknopartintheconversation，butwhosegazewasbentuponme。Hewasdisguisedliketherest，yetIfoundbyageneralwhisperthatnonehadobservedhimenter。Hissilence，hisattention，hadalarmedthefearsoftheotherrevellers，——theyonlyexcitedmethemore。Raptinmysubject，Ipursuedit，insensibletothesignsofthoseaboutme；and，addressingmyselfonlytothesilentmaskwhosatalone，apartfromthegroup，I
didnotevenobservethat，onebyone，therevellersslunkoff，andthatIandthesilentlistenerwereleftalone，until，pausingfrommyheatedandimpetuousdeclamations，Isaid，——
""Andyou，signor，——whatisyourviewofthismightyera？
Opinionwithoutpersecution；brotherhoodwithoutjealousy；lovewithoutbondage——"
""AndlifewithoutGod，"addedthemaskasIhesitatedfornewimages。
"Thesoundofthatwell-knownvoicechangedthecurrentofmythought。Isprangforward，andcried，——
""ImposterorFiend，wemeetatlast!"
"ThefigureroseasIadvanced，and，unmasking，showedthefeaturesofMejnour。Hisfixedeye，hismajesticaspect，awedandrepelledme。Istoodrootedtotheground。
""Yes，"hesaidsolemnly，"wemeet，anditisthismeetingthatI
havesought。Howhastthoufollowedmyadmonitions!ArethesethescenesinwhichtheAspirantfortheSereneSciencethinkstoescapetheGhastlyEnemy？Dothethoughtsthouhastuttered——
thoughtsthatwouldstrikeallorderfromtheuniverse——expressthehopesofthesagewhowouldrisetotheHarmonyoftheEternalSpheres？"
""Itisthyfault，——itisthine!"Iexclaimed。"Exorcisethephantom!Takethehauntingterrorfrommysoul!"
Mejnourlookedatmeamomentwithacoldandcynicaldisdainwhichprovokedatoncemyfearandrage，andreplied，——
""No；foolofthineownsenses!No；thoumusthavefullandentireexperienceoftheillusionstowhichtheKnowledgethatiswithoutFaithclimbsitsTitanway。ThoupantestforthisMillennium，——thoushaltbeholdit!ThoushaltbeoneoftheagentsoftheeraofLightandReason。Isee，whileIspeak，thePhantomthoufliest，bythyside；itmarshalsthypath；ithaspowerovertheeasyet，——apowerthatdefiesmyown。InthelastdaysofthatRevolutionwhichthouhailest，amidstthewrecksoftheOrderthoucursestasOppression，seekthefulfilmentofthydestiny，andawaitthycure。"
"Atthatinstantatroopofmasks，clamorous，intoxicated，reeling，andrushing，astheyreeled，pouredintotheroom，andseparatedmefromthemystic。Ibrokethroughthem，andsoughthimeverywhere，butinvain。Allmyresearchesthenextdaywereequallyfruitless。Weekswereconsumedinthesamepursuit，——notatraceofMejnourcouldbediscovered。Weariedwithfalsepleasures，rousedbyreproachesIhaddeserved，recoilingfromMejnour"sprophecyofthesceneinwhichIwastoseekdeliverance，itoccurredtome，atlast，thatinthesoberairofmynativecountry，andamidstitsorderlyandvigorouspursuits，Imightworkoutmyownemancipationfromthespectre。IleftallwhomIhadbeforecourtedandclungto，——Icamehither。
Amidstmercenaryschemesandselfishspeculations，Ifoundthesamereliefasindebauchandexcess。ThePhantomwasinvisible；
butthesepursuitssoonbecametomedistastefulastherest。
EverandeverIfeltthatIwasbornforsomethingnoblerthanthegreedofgain，——thatlifemaybemadeequallyworthless，andthesoulequallydegradedbytheicylustofavarice，asbythenoisierpassions。Ahigherambitionneverceasedtotormentme。
But，but，"continuedGlyndon，withawhiteninglipandavisibleshudder，"ateveryattempttoriseintoloftierexistence，camethathideousform。Itgloomedbesidemeattheeasel。Beforethevolumesofpoetandsageitstoodwithitsburningeyesinthestillnessofnight，andIthoughtIhearditshorriblewhispersutteringtemptationsnevertobedivulged。"Hepaused，andthedropsstooduponhisbrow。
"ButI，"saidAdela，masteringherfearsandthrowingherarmsaroundhim，——"butIhenceforthwillhavenolifebutinthine。
Andinthislovesopure，soholy，thyterrorshallfadeaway。"
"No，no!"exclaimedGlyndon，startingfromher。"Theworstrevelationistocome。Sincethouhastbeenhere，sinceIhavesternlyandresolutelyrefrainedfromeveryhaunt，everysceneinwhichthispreternaturalenemytroubledmenot，I——I——have——Oh，Heaven!Mercy——mercy!Thereitstands，——there，bythyside，——
there，there!"Andhefelltothegroundinsensible。
CHAPTER5。V。
Dochwunderbarergriffmich"sdieseNacht；
DieGliederschienenschoninTodesMacht。
Uhland。
(Thisnightitfearfullyseizedonme；mylimbsappearedalreadyinthepowerofdeath。)
Afever，attendedwithdelirium，forseveraldaysdeprivedGlyndonofconsciousness；andwhen，byAdela"scaremorethantheskillofthephysicians，hewasrestoredtolifeandreason，hewasunutterablyshockedbythechangeinhissister"sappearance；
atfirst，hefondlyimaginedthatherhealth，affectedbyhervigils，wouldrecoverwithhisown。Buthesoonsaw，withananguishwhichpartookofremorse，thatthemaladywasdeep-
seated，——deep，deep，beyondthereachofAesculapiusandhisdrugs。Herimagination，littlelesslivelythanhisown，wasawfullyimpressedbythestrangeconfessionsshehadheard，——bytheravingsofhisdelirium。Againandagainhadheshriekedforth，"Itisthere，——there，bythyside，mysister!"Hehadtransferredtoherfancythespectre，andthehorrorthatcursedhimself。Heperceivedthis，notbyherwords，buthersilence；
bytheeyesthatstrainedintospace；bytheshiverthatcameoverherframe；bythestartofterror；bythelookthatdidnotdaretoturnbehind。Bitterlyherepentedhisconfession；
bitterlyhefeltthatbetweenhissufferingsandhumansympathytherecouldbenogentleandholycommune；vainlyhesoughttoretract，——toundowhathehaddone，todeclareallwasbutthechimeraofanoverheatedbrain!
Andbraveandgenerouswasthisdenialofhimself；for，oftenandoften，ashethusspoke，hesawtheThingofDreadglidingtoherside，andglaringathimashedisowneditsbeing。Butwhatchilledhim，ifpossible，yetmorethanherwastingformandtremblingnerves，wasthechangeinherloveforhim；anaturalterrorhadreplacedit。Sheturnedpalerifheapproached，——sheshudderedifhetookherhand。Dividedfromtherestofearth，thegulfofthefoulremembranceyawnednowbetweenhissisterandhimself。HecouldendurenomorethepresenceoftheonewhoselifeHISlifehadembittered。Hemadesomeexcusesfordeparture，andwrithedtoseethattheyweregreetedeagerly。
Thefirstgleamofjoyhehaddetectedsincethatfatalnight，onAdela"sface，hebeheldwhenhemurmured"Farewell。"HetravelledforsomeweeksthroughthewildestpartsofScotland；
scenerywhichMAKEStheartist，waslovelesstohishaggardeyes。
AletterrecalledhimtoLondononthewingsofnewagonyandfear；hearrivedtofindhissisterinaconditionbothofmindandhealthwhichexceededhisworstapprehensions。
Hervacantlook，herlifelessposture，appalledhim；itwasasonewhogazedontheMedusa"shead，andfelt，withoutastruggle，thehumanbeinggraduallyhardentothestatue。Itwasnotfrenzy，itwasnotidiocy，——itwasanabstraction，anapathy，asleepinwaking。Onlyasthenightadvancedtowardstheeleventhhour——thehourinwhichGlyndonhadconcludedhistale——shegrewvisiblyuneasy，anxious，andperturbed。Thenherlipsmuttered；
herhandswrithed；shelookedroundwithalookofunspeakableappealforsuccour，forprotection，andsuddenly，astheclockstruck，fellwithashriektotheground，coldandlifeless。
Withdifficulty，andnotuntilafterthemostearnestprayers，didsheanswertheagonisedquestionsofGlyndon；atlastsheownedthatatthathour，andthathouralone，wherevershewasplaced，howeveroccupied，shedistinctlybeheldtheapparitionofanoldhag，who，afterthriceknockingatthedoor，enteredtheroom，andhobblinguptoherwithacountenancedistortedbyhideousrageandmenace，laiditsicyfingersonherforehead:
fromthatmomentshedeclaredthatsenseforsookher；andwhenshewokeagain，itwasonlytowait，insuspensethatfrozeupherblood，therepetitionoftheghastlyvisitation。
ThephysicianwhohadbeensummonedbeforeGlyndon"sreturn，andwhoseletterhadrecalledhimtoLondon，wasacommonplacepractitioner，ignorantofthecase，andhonestlyanxiousthatonemoreexperiencedshouldbeemployed。Clarencecalledinoneofthemosteminentofthefaculty，andtohimherecitedtheopticaldelusionofhissister。Thephysicianlistenedattentively，andseemedsanguineinhishopesofcure。Hecametothehousetwohoursbeforetheonesodreadedbythepatient。
Hehadquietlyarrangedthattheclocksshouldbeputforwardhalfanhour，unknowntoAdela，andeventoherbrother。Hewasamanofthemostextraordinarypowersofconversation，ofsurpassingwit，ofallthefacultiesthatinterestandamuse。Hefirstadministeredtothepatientaharmlesspotion，whichhepledgedhimselfwoulddispelthedelusion。Hisconfidenttonewokeherownhopes，——hecontinuedtoexciteherattention，torouseherlethargy；hejested，helaughedawaythetime。Thehourstruck。"Joy，mybrother!"sheexclaimed，throwingherselfinhisarms；"thetimeispast!"Andthen，likeonereleasedfromaspell，shesuddenlyassumedmorethanherancientcheerfulness。"Ah，Clarence!"shewhispered，"forgivemeformyformerdesertion，——forgivemethatIfearedYOU。Ishalllive!——
Ishalllive!inmyturntobanishthespectrethathauntsmybrother!"AndClarencesmiledandwipedthetearsfromhisburningeyes。Thephysicianrenewedhisstories，hisjests。Inthemidstofastreamofrichhumourthatseemedtocarryawaybothbrotherandsister，GlyndonsuddenlysawoverAdela"sfacethesamefearfulchange，thesameanxiouslook，thesamerestless，strainingeye，hehadbeheldthenightbefore。Herose，——heapproachedher。Adelastartedup。"look——look——look!"
sheexclaimed。"Shecomes!Saveme，——saveme!"andshefellathisfeetinstrongconvulsionsastheclock，falselyandinvainputforward，struckthehalf-hour。
Thephysicianliftedherinhisarms。"Myworstfearsareconfirmed，"hesaidgravely；"thediseaseisepilepsy。"(ThemostcelebratedpractitionerinDublinrelatedtotheeditorastoryofopticaldelusionpreciselysimilarinitscircumstancesanditsphysicalcausetotheoneherenarrated。)
Thenextnight，atthesamehour，AdelaGlyndondied。
CHAPTER5。VI。
Laloi，dontleregnevousepouvante，asonglaivelevesurvous:
ellevousfrapperatous:legenrehumainabesoindecetexemple——Couthon。
(Thelaw，whosereignterrifiesyou，hasitsswordraisedagainstyou；itwillstrikeyouall:humanityhasneedofthisexample。)
"Oh，joy，joy!——thouartcomeagain!Thisisthyhand——thesethylips。Saythatthoudidstnotdesertmefromtheloveofanother；sayitagain，——sayitever!——andIwillpardontheealltherest!"
"Sothouhastmournedforme？"
"Mourned!——andthouwertcruelenoughtoleavemegold；thereitis，——there，untouched!"
"PoorchildofNature!how，then，inthisstrangetownofMarseilles，hastthoufoundbreadandshelter？"
"Honestly，soulofmysoul!honestly，butyetbythefacethoudidstoncethinksofair；thinkestthouTHATnow？"
"Yes，Fillide，morefairthanever。Butwhatmeanestthou？"
"Thereisapainterhere——agreatman，oneoftheirgreatmenatParis，Iknownotwhattheycallthem；butherulesoverallhere，——lifeanddeath；andhehaspaidmelargelybuttositformyportrait。ItisforapicturetobegiventotheNation，forhepaintsonlyforglory。ThinkofthyFillide"srenown!"Andthegirl"swildeyessparkled；hervanitywasroused。"AndhewouldhavemarriedmeifIwould!——divorcedhiswifetomarryme!
ButIwaitedforthee，ungrateful!"
Aknockatthedoorwasheard，——amanentered。
"Nicot!"
"Ah，Glyndon!——hum!——welcome!What!thouarttwicemyrival!
ButJeanNicotbearsnomalice。Virtueismydream，——mycountry，mymistress。Servemycountry，citizen；andIforgivetheethepreferenceofbeauty。Caira!caira!"
Butasthepainterspoke，ithymned，itrolledthroughthestreets，——thefierysongoftheMarseillaise!Therewasacrowd，amultitude，apeopleup，abroad，withcoloursandarms，enthusiasmandsong，——withsong，withenthusiasm，withcoloursandarms!Andwhocouldguessthatthatmartialmovementwasone，notofwar，butmassacre，——FrenchmenagainstFrenchmen？FortherearetwopartiesinMarseilles，——andampleworkforJourdanCoupe-tete!Butthis，theEnglishman，justarrived，astrangertoallfactions，didnotasyetcomprehend。Hecomprehendednothingbutthesong，theenthusiasm，thearms，andthecoloursthatliftedtothesunthegloriouslie，"LepeupleFrancais，deboutcontrelestyrans!"(Up，Frenchmen，againsttyrants!)
Thedarkbrowofthewretchedwanderergrewanimated；hegazedfromthewindowonthethrongthatmarchedbelow，beneaththeirwavingOriflamme。TheyshoutedastheybeheldthepatriotNicot，thefriendofLibertyandrelentlessHebert，bythestranger"sside，atthecasement。
"Ay，shoutagain!"criedthepainter，——"shoutforthebraveEnglishmanwhoabjureshisPittsandhisCoburgstobeacitizenofLibertyandFrance!"
Athousandvoicesrenttheair，andthehymnoftheMarseillaiseroseinmajestyagain。
"Well，andifitbeamongthesehighhopesandthisbravepeoplethatthephantomistovanish，andthecuretocome!"mutteredGlyndon；andhethoughthefeltagaintheelixirsparklingthroughhisveins。
"ThoushaltbeoneoftheConventionwithPaineandClootz，——I
willmanageitallforthee!"criedNicot，slappinghimontheshoulder:"andParis——"
"Ah，ifIcouldbutseeParis!"criedFillide，inherjoyousvoice。Joyous!thewholetime，thetown，theair——savewhere，unheard，rosethecryofagonyandtheyellofmurder——werejoy!
Sleepunhauntinginthygrave，coldAdela。Joy，joy!IntheJubileeofHumanityallprivategriefsshouldcease!Behold，wildmariner，thevastwhirlpooldrawstheetoitsstormybosom!
Theretheindividualisnot。Allthingsareofthewhole!Openthygates，fairParis，forthestranger-citizen!Receiveinyourranks，OmeekRepublicans，thenewchampionofliberty，ofreason，ofmankind!"Mejnourisright；itwasinvirtue，invalour，ingloriousstruggleforthehumanrace，thatthespectrewastoshrinktoherkindreddarkness。"
AndNicot"sshrillvoicepraisedhim；andleanRobespierre——
"Flambeau，colonne，pierreangulairedel"edificedelaRepublique!"("Thelight，column，andkeystoneoftheRepublic。"——"LettreduCitoyenP——；PapiersineditstrouveschezRobespierre，"tom11，page127。)——smiledominouslyonhimfromhisbloodshoteyes；andFillideclaspedhimwithpassionatearmstohertenderbreast。Andathisup-risinganddown-sitting，atboardandinbed，thoughhesawitnot，theNamelessOneguidedhimwiththedemoneyestotheseawhosewavesweregore。
BOOKVI。
SUPERSTITIONDESERTINGFAITH。
WhydoIyieldtothatsuggestion，Whosehorridimagedothunfixmyhair——ShakespeareCHAPTER6。I。
ThereforetheGeniiwerepaintedwithaplatterfullofgarlandsandflowersinonehand，andawhipintheother——AlexanderRoss，"Mystag。Poet。"
Accordingtotheorderoftheeventsrelatedinthisnarrative，thedepartureofZanoniandViolafromtheGreekisle，inwhichtwohappyyearsappeartohavebeenpassed，musthavebeensomewhatlaterindatethanthearrivalofGlyndonatMarseilles。
Itmusthavebeeninthecourseoftheyear1791whenViolafledfromNapleswithhermysteriouslover，andwhenGlyndonsoughtMejnourinthefatalcastle。Itisnowtowardsthecloseof1793，whenourstoryagainreturnstoZanoni。ThestarsofwintershonedownonthelagunesofVenice。ThehumoftheRialtowashushed，——thelastloiterershaddesertedthePlaceofSt。Mark"s，andonlyatdistantintervalsmightbeheardtheoarsoftherapidgondolas，bearingrevellerorlovertohishome。
ButlightsstillflittedtoandfroacrossthewindowsofoneofthePalladianpalaces，whoseshadowsleptinthegreatcanal；andwithinthepalacewatchedthetwinEumenidesthatneversleepforMan，——FearandPain。
"IwillmaketheetherichestmaninallVenice，ifthousavesther。"
"Signor，"saidtheleech；"yourgoldcannotcontroldeath，andthewillofHeaven，signor，unlesswithinthenexthourthereissomeblessedchange，prepareyourcourage。"
Ho——ho，Zanoni!manofmysteryandmight，whohastwalkedamidstthepassionsoftheworld，withnochangesonthybrow，artthoutossedatlastuponthebillowsoftempestuousfear？Doesthyspiritreeltoandfro？——knowestthouatlastthestrengthandthemajestyofDeath？
Hefled，trembling，fromthepale-facedmanofart，——fledthroughstatelyhallandlong-drawncorridor，andgainedaremotechamberinthepalace，whichotherstepthanhiswasnotpermittedtoprofane。Outwiththyherbsandvessels。Breakfromtheenchantedelements，Osilvery-azureflame!Whycomeshenot，——
theSonoftheStarbeam!WhyisAdon-Aideaftothysolemncall？
Itcomesnot，——theluminousanddelightsomePresence!Cabalist!
arethycharmsinvain？Hasthythronevanishedfromtherealmsofspace？Thoustandestpaleandtrembling。Paletrembler!notthusdidstthoulookwhenthethingsofglorygatheredatthyspell。Nevertothepaletremblerbowthethingsofglory:thesoul，andnottheherbs，northesilvery-azureflame，northespellsoftheCabala，commandsthechildrenoftheair；andTHY
soul，byLoveandDeath，ismadesceptrelessanddiscrowned!
Atlengththeflamequivers，——theairgrowscoldasthewindincharnels。Athingnotofearthispresent，——amistlike，formlessthing。Itcowersinthedistance，——asilentHorror!itrises；itcreeps；itnearsthee——darkinitsmantleofduskyhaze；andunderitsveilitlooksontheewithitslivid，malignanteyes，——
thethingofmalignanteyes!
"Ha，youngChaldean!younginthycountlessages，——youngaswhen，coldtopleasureandtobeauty，thoustoodestontheoldFire-
tower，andheardestthestarrysilencewhispertotheethelastmysterythatbafflesDeath，——fearestthouDeathatlength？Isthyknowledgebutacirclethatbringstheebackwhencethywanderingsbegan!Generationsongenerationshavewitheredsincewetwomet!Lo!thoubeholdestmenow!"
"ButIbeholdtheewithoutfear!Thoughbeneaththineeyesthousandshaveperished；though，wheretheyburn，springupthefoulpoisonsofthehumanheart，andtothosewhomthoucanstsubjecttothywill，thypresenceglaresinthedreamsoftheravingmaniac，orblackensthedungeonofdespairingcrime，thouartnotmyvanquisher，butmyslave!"
"AndasaslavewillIservethee!Commandthyslave，O
beautifulChaldean!Hark，thewailofwomen!——hark，thesharpshriekofthybelovedone!Deathisinthypalace!Adon-Aicomesnottothycall。OnlywherenocloudofthepassionandthefleshveilstheeyeoftheSereneIntelligencecantheSonsoftheStarbeamglidetoman。But_I_canaidthee!——hark!"AndZanonihearddistinctlyinhisheart，evenatthatdistancefromthechamber，thevoiceofViolacallingindeliriumonherbelovedone。
"Oh，Viola，Icansavetheenot!"exclaimedtheseer，passionately；"mylovefortheehasmademepowerless!"
"Notpowerless；Icangifttheewiththearttosaveher，——Icanplacehealinginthyhand!"
"Forboth？——childandmother，——forboth？"
"Both!"
Aconvulsionshookthelimbsoftheseer，——amightystruggleshookhimasachild:theHumanityandtheHourconqueredtherepugnantspirit。
"Iyield!Motherandchild——saveboth!"……
InthedarkchamberlayViola，inthesharpestagoniesoftravail；lifeseemedrendingitselfawayinthegroansandcriesthatspokeofpaininthemidstoffrenzy；andstill，ingroanandcry，shecalledonZanoni，herbeloved。Thephysicianlookedtotheclock；onitbeat:theHeartofTime，——regularlyandslowly，——HeartthatneversympathisedwithLife，andneverflaggedforDeath!"Thecriesarefainter，"saidtheleech；"intenminutesmoreallwillbepast。"
Fool!theminuteslaughatthee；Nature，evennow，likeablueskythroughashatteredtemple，issmilingthroughthetorturedframe。Thebreathinggrowsmorecalmandhushed；thevoiceofdeliriumisdumb，——asweetdreamhascometoViola。Isitadream，orisitthesoulthatsees？ShethinkssuddenlythatsheiswithZanoni，thatherburningheadispillowedonhisbosom；
shethinks，ashegazesonher，thathiseyesdispelthetorturesthatpreyuponher，——thetouchofhishandcoolsthefeveronherbrow；shehearshisvoiceinmurmurs，——itisamusicfromwhichthefiendsfly。Whereisthemountainthatseemedtopressuponhertemples？Likeavapour，itrollsaway。Inthefrostsofthewinternight，sheseesthesunlaughinginluxuriousheaven，——shehearsthewhisperofgreenleaves；thebeautifulworld，valleyandstreamandwoodland，liebefore，andwithacommonvoicespeaktoher，"Wearenotyetpastforthee!"Foolofdrugsandformula，looktothydial-plate!——thehandhasmovedon；theminutesarewithEternity；thesoulthysentencewouldhavedismissed，stilldwellsontheshoresofTime。Shesleeps:thefeverabates；theconvulsionsaregone；thelivingrosebloomsuponhercheek；thecrisisispast!Husband，thywifelives；
lover，thyuniverseisnosolitude!HeartofTime，beaton!A
while，alittlewhile，——joy!joy!joy!——father，embracethychild!
CHAPTER6。II。
TristisErinnysPraetulitinfaustassanguinolentafaces。
Ovid。
(Erinnys，dolefulandbloody，extendstheunblessedtorches。)
Andtheyplacedthechildinthefather"sarms!Assilentlyhebentoverit，tears——tears，howhuman!——fellfromhiseyeslikerain!Andthelittleonesmiledthroughthetearsthatbatheditscheeks!Ah，withwhathappytearswewelcomethestrangerintooursorrowingworld!Withwhatagonisingtearswedismissthestrangerbacktotheangels!Unselfishjoy；buthowselfishisthesorrow!
Andnowthroughthesilentchamberafaintsweetvoiceisheard，——theyoungmother"svoice。
"Iamhere:Iambythyside!"murmuredZanoni。
Themothersmiled，andclaspedhishand，andaskednomore；shewascontented……
Violarecoveredwitharapiditythatstartledthephysician；andtheyoungstrangerthrivedasifitalreadylovedtheworldtowhichithaddescended。FromthathourZanoniseemedtoliveintheinfant"slife，andinthatlifethesoulsofmotherandfathermetasinanewbond。Nothingmorebeautifulthanthisinfanthadeyeeverdweltupon。Itwasstrangetothenursesthatitcamenotwailingtothelight，butsmiledtothelightasathingfamiliartoitbefore。Itneverutteredonecryofchildishpain。Initsveryreposeitseemedtobelisteningtosomehappyvoicewithinitsheart:itseemeditselfsohappy。Initseyesyouwouldhavethoughtintellectalreadykindled，thoughithadnotyetfoundalanguage。Alreadyitseemedtorecogniseitsparents；alreadyitstretchedforthitsarmswhenZanonibentoverthebed，inwhichitbreathedandbloomed，——thebuddingflower!Andfromthatbedhewasrarelyabsent:gazinguponitwithhisserene，delightedeyes，hissoulseemedtofeeditsown。
Atnightandinutterdarknesshewasstillthere；andViolaoftenheardhimmurmuringoveritasshelayinahalf-sleep。
Butthemurmurwasinalanguagestrangetoher；andsometimeswhensheheardshefeared，andvague，undefinedsuperstitionscamebacktoher，——thesuperstitionsofearlieryouth。Amotherfearseverything，eventhegods，forhernew-born。ThemortalsshriekedaloudwhenofoldtheysawthegreatDemeterseekingtomaketheirchildimmortal。
ButZanoni，wrappedinthesublimedesignsthatanimatedthehumanlovetowhichhewasnowawakened，forgotall，evenallhehadforfeitedorincurred，inthelovethatblindedhim。
Butthedark，formlessthing，thoughhenorinvokednorsawit，crept，often，roundandroundhim，andoftensatbytheinfant"scouch，withitshatefuleyes。
CHAPTER6。III。
Fuscistelluremamplectituralis。
Virgil。
(EmbracestheEarthwithgloomywings。)
LetterfromZanonitoMejnour。
Mejnour，Humanity，withallitssorrowsanditsjoys，ismineoncemore。Daybyday，Iamforgingmyownfetters。Iliveinotherlivesthanmyown，andinthemIhavelostmorethanhalfmyempire。Notliftingthemaloft，theydragmebythestrongbandsoftheaffectionstotheirownearth。Exiledfromthebeingsonlyvisibletothemostabstractsense，thegrimEnemythatguardstheThresholdhasentangledmeinitsweb。Canstthoucreditme，whenItelltheethatIhaveaccepteditsgifts，andenduretheforfeit？Agesmustpasserethebrighterbeingscanagainobeythespiritthathasbowedtotheghastlyone!
And……
Inthishope，then，Mejnour，Itriumphstill；Iyethavesupremepoweroverthisyounglife。Insensiblyandinaudiblymysoulspeakstoitsown，andpreparesitevennow。Thouknowestthatforthepureandunsulliedinfantspirit，theordealhasnoterrorandnoperil。ThusunceasinglyInourishitwithnounholylight；andereityetbeconsciousofthegift，itwillgaintheprivilegesithasbeenminetoattain:thechild，byslowandscarce-seendegrees，willcommunicateitsownattributestothemother；andcontenttoseeYouthforeverradiantonthebrowsofthetwothatnowsufficetofillupmywholeinfinityofthought，shallIregrettheairierkingdomthatvanisheshourlyfrommygrasp？Butthou，whosevisionisstillclearandserene，lookintothefardeepsshutfrommygaze，andcounselme，orforewarn!IknowthatthegiftsoftheBeingwhoseraceissohostiletoourownare，totheccommonseeker，fatalandperfidiousasitself。Andhence，when，attheoutskirtsofknowledge，whichinearlieragesmencalledMagic，theyencounteredthethingsofthehostiletribes，theybelievedtheapparitionstobefiends，and，byfanciedcompacts，imaginedtheyhadsignedawaytheirsouls；asifmancouldgiveforaneternitythatoverwhichhehascontrolbutwhilehelives!Dark，andshroudedforeverfromhumansight，dwellthedemonrebels，intheirimpenetrablerealm；inthemisnobreathoftheDivineOne。
IneveryhumancreaturetheDivineOnebreathes；andHealonecanjudgeHisownhereafter，andallotitsnewcareerandhome。
Couldmansellhimselftothefiend，mancouldprejudgehimself，andarrogatethedisposalofeternity!Butthesecreatures，modificationsastheyareofmatter，andsomewithmorethanthemalignantyofman，maywellseem，tofearandunreasoningsuperstition，therepresentativesoffiends。AndfromthedarkestandmightiestofthemIhaveacceptedaboon，——thesecretthatstartledDeathfromthosesodeartome。CanInottrustthatenoughofpoweryetremainstometobaffleortodauntthePhantom，ifitseektopervertthegift？Answerme，Mejnour，forinthedarknessthatveilsme，Iseeonlythepureeyesofthenew-born；Ihearonlythelowbeatingofmyheart。Answerme，thouwhosewisdomiswithoutlove!
MejnourtoZanoni。
Rome。
FallenOne!——IseebeforetheeEvilandDeathandWoe!ThoutohaverelinquishedAdon-AiforthenamelessTerror，——theheavenlystarsforthosefearfuleyes!Thou，atthelasttobethevictimoftheLarvaofthedrearyThreshold，that，inthyfirstnovitiate，fled，witheredandshrivelled，fromthykinglybrow!
When，attheprimarygradesofinitiation，thepupilItookfromtheeontheshoresofthechangedParthenope，fellsenselessandcoweringbeforethatPhantom-Darkness，Iknewthathisspiritwasnotformedtofronttheworldsbeyond；forFEARistheattractionofmantoearthiestearth，andwhilehefears，hecannotsoar。
ButTHOU，seestthounotthattoloveisbuttofear；seestthounotthatthepowerofwhichthouboastestoverthemalignantoneisalreadygone？Itawes，itmastersthee；itwillmocktheeandbetray。Losenotamoment；cometome。Iftherecanyetbesufficientsympathybetweenus，throughMYeyesshaltthousee，andperhapsguardagainsttheperilsthat，shapelessyet，andloomingthroughtheshadow，marshalthemselvesaroundtheeandthosewhomthyverylovehasdoomed。Comefromallthetiesofthyfondhumanity；theywillbutobscurethyvision!Comeforthfromthyfearsandhopes，thydesiresandpassions。Come，asaloneMindcanbethemonarchandtheseer，shiningthroughthehomeittenants，——apure，impressionless，sublimeintelligence!
Chapter6。IV。
Plusquevousnepensezcemomentestterrible。
LaHarpe，"LeComtedeWarwick，"Act3，sc。5。
(Themomentismoreterriblethanyouthink。)
Forthefirsttimesincetheirunion，ZanoniandViolawereseparated，——ZanoniwenttoRomeonimportantbusiness。"Itwas，"
hesaid，"butforafewdays；"andhewentsosuddenlythattherewaslittletimeeitherforsurpriseorsorrow。Butfirstpartingisalwaysmoremelancholythanitneedbe:itseemsaninterruptiontotheexistencewhichLoveshareswithLove；itmakestheheartfeelwhatavoidlifewillbewhenthelastpartingshallsucceed，assucceeditmust，thefirst。ButViolahadanewcompanion；shewasenjoyingthatmostdeliciousnoveltywhicheverrenewstheyouthanddazzlestheeyesofwoman。Asthemistress——thewife——sheleansonanother；fromanotherarereflectedherhappiness，herbeing，——asanorbthattakeslightfromitssun。Butnow，inturn，asthemother，sheisraisedfromdependenceintopower；itisanotherthatleansonher，——astarhassprungintospace，towhichsheherselfhasbecomethesun!
Afewdays，——buttheywillbesweetthroughthesorrow!Afewdays，——everyhourofwhichseemsaneratotheinfant，overwhombendwatchfultheeyesandtheheart。Fromitswakingtoitssleep，fromitssleeptoitswaking，isarevolutioninTime。
Everygesturetobenoted，——everysmiletoseemanewprogressintotheworldithascometobless!Zanonihasgone，——thelastdashoftheoarislost，thelastspeckofthegondolahasvanishedfromtheocean-streetsofVenice!Herinfantissleepinginthecradleatthemother"sfeet；andshethinksthroughhertearswhattalesofthefairy-land，thatspreadsfarandwide，withathousandwonders，inthatnarrowbed，sheshallhavetotellthefather!Smileon，weepon，youngmother!
Alreadythefairestleafinthewildvolumeisclosedforthee，andtheinvisiblefingerturnsthepage!……
BythebridgeoftheRialtostoodtwoVenetians——ardentRepublicansandDemocrats——lookingtotheRevolutionofFranceastheearthquakewhichmustshattertheirownexpiringandviciousconstitution，andgiveequalityofranksandrightstoVenice。
"Yes，Cottalto，"saidone；"mycorrespondentofParishaspromisedtoeludeallobstacles，andbafflealldanger。Hewillarrangewithusthehourofrevolt，whenthelegionsofFranceshallbewithinhearingofourguns。Onedayinthisweek，atthishour，heistomeetmehere。Thisisbutthefourthday。"
Hehadscarcesaidthesewordsbeforeaman，wrappedinhisroquelaire，emergingfromoneofthenarrowstreetstotheleft，haltedoppositethepair，andeyingthemforafewmomentswithanearnestscrutiny，whispered，"Salut!"
"Etfraternite，"answeredthespeaker。
"You，then，arethebraveDandolowithwhomtheComitedeputedmetocorrespond？Andthiscitizen——"
"IsCottalto，whommylettershavesooftenmentioned。"(IknownotiftheauthoroftheoriginalMSS。designs，underthesenames，tointroducetherealCottaltoandthetrueDandolo，who，in1797，distinguishedthemselvesbytheirsympathywiththeFrench，andtheirdemocraticardor——Ed。)
"Healthandbrotherhoodtohim!Ihavemuchtoimparttoyouboth。Iwillmeetyouatnight，Dandolo。Butinthestreetswemaybeobserved。"