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+The Project Gutenberg EBook of Carmilla, by J. Sheridan LeFanu
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+ <h1 align="center">Carmilla</h1>
+ <h3 align="center">J. Sheridan LeFanu<br />
+ <br />
+ Copyright 1872</h3> <br />
+ <br />
+
+<hr style="width: 45%;" />
+<br />
+
+<b>PROLOGUE</b>
+
+<p><i>Upon a paper attached to the Narrative which follows,
+Doctor Hesselius has written a rather elaborate note, which
+he accompanies with a reference to his Essay on the strange
+subject which the MS. illuminates.
+<br /><br />
+This mysterious subject he treats, in that Essay, with his
+usual learning and acumen, and with remarkable directness
+and condensation. It will form but one volume of the series
+of that extraordinary man's collected papers.
+<br /><br />
+As I publish the case, in this volume, simply to interest the
+&quot;laity,&quot; I shall forestall the intelligent lady, who relates it, in
+nothing; and after due consideration, I have determined,
+therefore, to abstain from presenting any pr&eacute;cis of the learned
+Doctor's reasoning, or extract from his statement on a subject
+which he describes as &quot;involving, not improbably, some of the
+profoundest arcana of our dual existence, and its intermediates.&quot;
+<br /><br />
+I was anxious on discovering this paper, to reopen the
+correspondence commenced by Doctor Hesselius, so many years
+before, with a person so clever and careful as his informant
+seems to have been. Much to my regret, however, I found that
+she had died in the interval.
+<br /><br />
+She, probably, could have added little to the Narrative
+which she communicates in the following pages, with, so far
+as I can pronounce, such conscientious particularity.</i></p>
+
+
+
+<h2>I</h2>
+
+
+<p><b>An Early Fright</b></p>
+
+<p>In Styria, we, though by no means magnificent people,
+inhabit a castle, or schloss. A small income, in that
+part of the world, goes a great way. Eight or nine
+hundred a year does wonders. Scantily enough ours
+would have answered among wealthy people at home.
+My father is English, and I bear an English name,
+although I never saw England. But here, in this lonely
+and primitive place, where everything is so marvelously
+cheap, I really don't see how ever so much more money
+would at all materially add to our comforts, or even
+luxuries.</p>
+
+<p>My father was in the Austrian service, and retired
+upon a pension and his patrimony, and purchased this
+feudal residence, and the small estate on which it
+stands, a bargain.</p>
+
+<p>Nothing can be more picturesque or solitary. It
+stands on a slight eminence in a forest. The road, very
+old and narrow, passes in front of its drawbridge, never
+raised in my time, and its moat, stocked with perch,
+and sailed over by many swans, and floating on its
+surface white fleets of water lilies.</p>
+
+<p>Over all this the schloss shows its many-windowed
+front; its towers, and its Gothic chapel.</p>
+
+<p>The forest opens in an irregular and very picturesque
+glade before its gate, and at the right a steep Gothic
+bridge carries the road over a stream that winds in deep
+shadow through the wood. I have said that this is a
+very lonely place. Judge whether I say truth. Looking
+from the hall door towards the road, the forest in which
+our castle stands extends fifteen miles to the right, and
+twelve to the left. The nearest inhabited village is about
+seven of your English miles to the left. The nearest
+inhabited schloss of any historic associations, is that
+of old General Spielsdorf, nearly twenty miles away to
+the right.</p>
+
+<p>I have said &quot;the nearest <i>inhabited</i> village,&quot; because
+there is, only three miles westward, that is to say in the
+direction of General Spielsdorf's schloss, a ruined village,
+with its quaint little church, now roofless, in the
+aisle of which are the moldering tombs of the proud
+family of Karnstein, now extinct, who once owned the
+equally desolate chateau which, in the thick of the
+forest, overlooks the silent ruins of the town.</p>
+
+<p>Respecting the cause of the desertion of this striking
+and melancholy spot, there is a legend which I shall
+relate to you another time.
+</p>
+<p>I must tell you now, how very small is the party who
+constitute the inhabitants of our castle. I don't include
+servants, or those dependents who occupy rooms in
+the buildings attached to the schloss. Listen, and wonder!
+My father, who is the kindest man on earth, but
+growing old; and I, at the date of my story, only
+nineteen. Eight years have passed since then.</p>
+
+<p>I and my father constituted the family at the schloss.
+My mother, a Styrian lady, died in my infancy, but I
+had a good-natured governess, who had been with me
+from, I might almost say, my infancy. I could not
+remember the time when her fat, benignant face was
+not a familiar picture in my memory.</p>
+
+<p>This was Madame Perrodon, a native of Berne, whose
+care and good nature now in part supplied to me the
+loss of my mother, whom I do not even remember, so
+early I lost her. She made a third at our little dinner
+party. There was a fourth, Mademoiselle De Lafontaine,
+a lady such as you term, I believe, a &quot;finishing
+governess.&quot; She spoke French and German, Madame
+Perrodon French and broken English, to which my
+father and I added English, which, partly to prevent
+its becoming a lost language among us, and partly from
+patriotic motives, we spoke every day. The consequence
+was a Babel, at which strangers used to laugh, and
+which I shall make no attempt to reproduce in this
+narrative. And there were two or three young lady
+friends besides, pretty nearly of my own age, who were
+occasional visitors, for longer or shorter terms; and
+these visits I sometimes returned.</p>
+
+<p>These were our regular social resources; but of course
+there were chance visits from &quot;neighbors&quot; of only five
+or six leagues distance. My life was, notwithstanding,
+rather a solitary one, I can assure you.</p>
+
+<p>My gouvernantes had just so much control over me
+as you might conjecture such sage persons would have
+in the case of a rather spoiled girl, whose only parent
+allowed her pretty nearly her own way in everything.</p>
+
+<p>The first occurrence in my existence, which produced
+a terrible impression upon my mind, which, in
+fact, never has been effaced, was one of the very earliest
+incidents of my life which I can recollect. Some people
+will think it so trifling that it should not be recorded
+here. You will see, however, by-and-by, why I mention
+it. The nursery, as it was called, though I had it all to
+myself, was a large room in the upper story of the castle,
+with a steep oak roof. I can't have been more than six
+years old, when one night I awoke, and looking round
+the room from my bed, failed to see the nursery maid.
+Neither was my nurse there; and I thought myself
+alone. I was not frightened, for I was one of those
+happy children who are studiously kept in ignorance
+of ghost stories, of fairy tales, and of all such lore as
+makes us cover up our heads when the door cracks
+suddenly, or the flicker of an expiring candle makes
+the shadow of a bedpost dance upon the wall, nearer
+to our faces. I was vexed and insulted at finding myself,
+as I conceived, neglected, and I began to whimper,
+preparatory to a hearty bout of roaring; when to my
+surprise, I saw a solemn, but very pretty face looking
+at me from the side of the bed. It was that of a young
+lady who was kneeling, with her hands under the
+coverlet. I looked at her with a kind of pleased wonder,
+and ceased whimpering. She caressed me with her
+hands, and lay down beside me on the bed, and drew
+me towards her, smiling; I felt immediately delightfully
+soothed, and fell asleep again. I was wakened by a
+sensation as if two needles ran into my breast very deep
+at the same moment, and I cried loudly. The lady
+started back, with her eyes fixed on me, and then
+slipped down upon the floor, and, as I thought, hid
+herself under the bed.
+</p>
+<p>
+I was now for the first time frightened, and I yelled
+with all my might and main. Nurse, nursery maid,
+housekeeper, all came running in, and hearing my
+story, they made light of it, soothing me all they could
+meanwhile. But, child as I was, I could perceive that
+their faces were pale with an unwonted look of anxiety,
+and I saw them look under the bed, and about the
+room, and peep under tables and pluck open cupboards;
+and the housekeeper whispered to the nurse:
+&quot;Lay your hand along that hollow in the bed; someone
+<i>did</i> lie there, so sure as you did not; the place is still
+warm.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>I remember the nursery maid petting me, and all
+three examining my chest, where I told them I felt the
+puncture, and pronouncing that there was no sign
+visible that any such thing had happened to me.</p>
+
+<p>The housekeeper and the two other servants who
+were in charge of the nursery, remained sitting up all
+night; and from that time a servant always sat up in
+the nursery until I was about fourteen.</p>
+
+<p>I was very nervous for a long time after this. A doctor
+was called in, he was pallid and elderly. How well I
+remember his long saturnine face, slightly pitted with
+smallpox, and his chestnut wig. For a good while, every
+second day, he came and gave me medicine, which of
+course I hated.</p>
+
+<p>The morning after I saw this apparition I was in a
+state of terror, and could not bear to be left alone,
+daylight though it was, for a moment.</p>
+
+<p>I remember my father coming up and standing at
+the bedside, and talking cheerfully, and asking the
+nurse a number of questions, and laughing very heartily
+at one of the answers; and patting me on the
+shoulder, and kissing me, and telling me not to be
+frightened, that it was nothing but a dream and could
+not hurt me.</p>
+
+<p>But I was not comforted, for I knew the visit of the
+strange woman was <i>not</i> a dream; and I was <i>awfully</i>
+frightened.</p>
+
+<p>I was a little consoled by the nursery maid's assuring
+me that it was she who had come and looked at me,
+and lain down beside me in the bed, and that I must
+have been half-dreaming not to have known her face.
+But this, though supported by the nurse, did not quite
+satisfy me.</p>
+
+<p>I remembered, in the course of that day, a venerable
+old man, in a black cassock, coming into the room
+with the nurse and housekeeper, and talking a little to
+them, and very kindly to me; his face was very sweet
+and gentle, and he told me they were going to pray,
+and joined my hands together, and desired me to say,
+softly, while they were praying, &quot;Lord hear all good
+prayers for us, for Jesus' sake.&quot; I think these were the
+very words, for I often repeated them to myself, and
+my nurse used for years to make me say them in my
+prayers.</p>
+
+<p>I remembered so well the thoughtful sweet face of
+that white-haired old man, in his black cassock, as he
+stood in that rude, lofty, brown room, with the clumsy
+furniture of a fashion three hundred years old about
+him, and the scanty light entering its shadowy atmosphere
+through the small lattice. He kneeled, and the
+three women with him, and he prayed aloud with an
+earnest quavering voice for, what appeared to me, a
+long time. I forget all my life preceding that event, and
+for some time after it is all obscure also, but the scenes
+I have just described stand out vivid as the isolated
+pictures of the phantasmagoria surrounded by darkness.</p>
+
+
+<br /><br /><hr style="width: 35%;" /><br /><br />
+<h2>II</h2>
+<br />
+
+<p><b>A Guest</b></p>
+
+<p>I am now going to tell you something so strange that
+it will require all your faith in my veracity to believe
+my story. It is not only true, nevertheless, but truth of
+which I have been an eyewitness.</p>
+
+<p>It was a sweet summer evening, and my father asked
+me, as he sometimes did, to take a little ramble with
+him along that beautiful forest vista which I have
+mentioned as lying in front of the schloss.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;General Spielsdorf cannot come to us so soon as I
+had hoped,&quot; said my father, as we pursued our walk.</p>
+
+<p>He was to have paid us a visit of some weeks, and
+we had expected his arrival next day. He was to have
+brought with him a young lady, his niece and ward,
+Mademoiselle Rheinfeldt, whom I had never seen, but
+whom I had heard described as a very charming girl,
+and in whose society I had promised myself many
+happy days. I was more disappointed than a young lady
+living in a town, or a bustling neighborhood can
+possibly imagine. This visit, and the new acquaintance
+it promised, had furnished my day dream for many
+weeks</p>
+
+<p>&quot;And how soon does he come?&quot; I asked.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Not till autumn. Not for two months, I dare say,&quot;
+he answered. &quot;And I am very glad now, dear, that you
+never knew Mademoiselle Rheinfeldt.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;And why?&quot; I asked, both mortified and curious.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Because the poor young lady is dead,&quot; he replied.
+&quot;I quite forgot I had not told you, but you were not in
+the room when I received the General's letter this
+evening.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>I was very much shocked. General Spielsdorf had
+mentioned in his first letter, six or seven weeks before,
+that she was not so well as he would wish her, but there
+was nothing to suggest the remotest suspicion of danger.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Here is the General's letter,&quot; he said, handing it to
+me. &quot;I am afraid he is in great affliction; the letter
+appears to me to have been written very nearly in
+distraction.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>We sat down on a rude bench, under a group of
+magnificent lime trees. The sun was setting with all its
+melancholy splendor behind the sylvan horizon, and
+the stream that flows beside our home, and passes
+under the steep old bridge I have mentioned, wound
+through many a group of noble trees, almost at our
+feet, reflecting in its current the fading crimson of the
+sky. General Spielsdorf's letter was so extraordinary, so
+vehement, and in some places so self-contradictory,
+that I read it twice over--the second time aloud to my
+father--and was still unable to account for it, except
+by supposing that grief had unsettled his mind.</p>
+
+<p>It said &quot;I have lost my darling daughter, for as such
+I loved her. During the last days of dear Bertha's illness
+I was not able to write to you.</p>
+
+<p>Before then I had no idea of her danger. I have lost
+her, and now learn <i>all</i>, too late. She died in the peace
+of innocence, and in the glorious hope of a blessed
+futurity. The fiend who betrayed our infatuated hospitality
+has done it all. I thought I was receiving into
+my house innocence, gaiety, a charming companion
+for my lost Bertha. Heavens! what a fool have I been!</p>
+
+<p>I thank God my child died without a suspicion of
+the cause of her sufferings. She is gone without so
+much as conjecturing the nature of her illness, and the
+accursed passion of the agent of all this misery. I devote
+my remaining days to tracking and extinguishing a
+monster. I am told I may hope to accomplish my
+righteous and merciful purpose. At present there is
+scarcely a gleam of light to guide me. I curse my
+conceited incredulity, my despicable affectation of superiority,
+my blindness, my obstinacy--all--too late.
+I cannot write or talk collectedly now. I am distracted.
+So soon as I shall have a little recovered, I mean to
+devote myself for a time to enquiry, which may possibly
+lead me as far as Vienna. Some time in the autumn,
+two months hence, or earlier if I live, I will see you--that
+is, if you permit me; I will then tell you all that I
+scarce dare put upon paper now. Farewell. Pray for me,
+dear friend.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>In these terms ended this strange letter. Though I
+had never seen Bertha Rheinfeldt my eyes filled with
+tears at the sudden intelligence; I was startled, as well
+as profoundly disappointed.</p>
+
+<p>The sun had now set, and it was twilight by the time
+I had returned the General's letter to my father.</p>
+
+<p>It was a soft clear evening, and we loitered, speculating
+upon the possible meanings of the violent and
+incoherent sentences which I had just been reading. We
+had nearly a mile to walk before reaching the road that
+passes the schloss in front, and by that time the moon
+was shining brilliantly. At the drawbridge we met Madame
+Perrodon and Mademoiselle De Lafontaine, who
+had come out, without their bonnets, to enjoy the
+exquisite moonlight.</p>
+
+<p>We heard their voices gabbling in animated dialogue
+as we approached. We joined them at the drawbridge,
+and turned about to admire with them the beautiful
+scene.</p>
+
+<p>The glade through which we had just walked lay
+before us. At our left the narrow road wound away
+under clumps of lordly trees, and was lost to sight amid
+the thickening forest. At the right the same road crosses
+the steep and picturesque bridge, near which stands a
+ruined tower which once guarded that pass; and beyond
+the bridge an abrupt eminence rises, covered with
+trees, and showing in the shadows some grey ivy-clustered
+rocks.</p>
+
+<p>Over the sward and low grounds a thin film of mist
+was stealing like smoke, marking the distances with a
+transparent veil; and here and there we could see the
+river faintly flashing in the moonlight.</p>
+
+<p>No softer, sweeter scene could be imagined. The
+news I had just heard made it melancholy; but nothing
+could disturb its character of profound serenity, and
+the enchanted glory and vagueness of the prospect.</p>
+
+<p>My father, who enjoyed the picturesque, and I, stood
+looking in silence over the expanse beneath us. The
+two good governesses, standing a little way behind us,
+discoursed upon the scene, and were eloquent upon
+the moon.</p>
+
+<p>Madame Perrodon was fat, middle-aged, and romantic,
+and talked and sighed poetically. Mademoiselle De
+Lafontaine--in right of her father who was a German,
+assumed to be psychological, metaphysical, and something
+of a mystic--now declared that when the moon
+shone with a light so intense it was well known that it
+indicated a special spiritual activity. The effect of the
+full moon in such a state of brilliancy was manifold.
+It acted on dreams, it acted on lunacy, it acted on
+nervous people, it had marvelous physical influences
+connected with life. Mademoiselle related that her
+cousin, who was mate of a merchant ship, having taken
+a nap on deck on such a night, lying on his back, with
+his face full in the light on the moon, had wakened,
+after a dream of an old woman clawing him by the
+cheek, with his features horribly drawn to one side;
+and his countenance had never quite recovered its
+equilibrium.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;The moon, this night,&quot; she said, &quot;is full of idyllic
+and magnetic influence--and see, when you look
+behind you at the front of the schloss how all its
+windows flash and twinkle with that silvery splendor,
+as if unseen hands had lighted up the rooms to receive
+fairy guests.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>There are indolent styles of the spirits in which,
+indisposed to talk ourselves, the talk of others is pleasant
+to our listless ears; and I gazed on, pleased with the
+tinkle of the ladies' conversation.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I have got into one of my moping moods tonight,&quot;
+said my father, after a silence, and quoting Shakespeare,
+whom, by way of keeping up our English, he used to
+read aloud, he said:</p>
+
+&quot;'In truth I know not why I am so sad.<br />
+It wearies me: you say it wearies you;<br />
+But how I got it--came by it.'<br />
+
+<p>&quot;I forget the rest. But I feel as if some great misfortune
+were hanging over us. I suppose the poor General's
+afflicted letter has had something to do with it.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>At this moment the unwonted sound of carriage
+wheels and many hoofs upon the road, arrested our
+attention.</p>
+
+<p>They seemed to be approaching from the high
+ground overlooking the bridge, and very soon the
+equipage emerged from that point. Two horsemen first
+crossed the bridge, then came a carriage drawn by four
+horses, and two men rode behind.</p>
+
+<p>It seemed to be the traveling carriage of a person of
+rank; and we were all immediately absorbed in watching
+that very unusual spectacle. It became, in a few
+moments, greatly more interesting, for just as the carriage
+had passed the summit of the steep bridge, one
+of the leaders, taking fright, communicated his panic
+to the rest, and after a plunge or two, the whole team
+broke into a wild gallop together, and dashing between
+the horsemen who rode in front, came thundering
+along the road towards us with the speed of a hurricane.</p>
+
+<p>The excitement of the scene was made more painful
+by the clear, long-drawn screams of a female voice from
+the carriage window.</p>
+
+<p>We all advanced in curiosity and horror; me rather
+in silence, the rest with various ejaculations of terror.</p>
+
+<p>Our suspense did not last long. Just before you reach
+the castle drawbridge, on the route they were coming,
+there stands by the roadside a magnificent lime tree,
+on the other stands an ancient stone cross, at sight of
+which the horses, now going at a pace that was perfectly
+frightful, swerved so as to bring the wheel over the
+projecting roots of the tree.</p>
+
+<p>I knew what was coming. I covered my eyes, unable
+to see it out, and turned my head away; at the same
+moment I heard a cry from my lady friends, who had
+gone on a little.</p>
+
+<p>Curiosity opened my eyes, and I saw a scene of utter
+confusion. Two of the horses were on the ground, the
+carriage lay upon its side with two wheels in the air;
+the men were busy removing the traces, and a lady,
+with a commanding air and figure had got out, and
+stood with clasped hands, raising the handkerchief that
+was in them every now and then to her eyes.</p>
+
+<p>Through the carriage door was now lifted a young
+lady, who appeared to be lifeless. My dear old father
+was already beside the elder lady, with his hat in his
+hand, evidently tendering his aid and the resources of
+his schloss. The lady did not appear to hear him, or to
+have eyes for anything but the slender girl who was
+being placed against the slope of the bank.</p>
+
+<p>I approached; the young lady was apparently
+stunned, but she was certainly not dead. My father,
+who piqued himself on being something of a physician,
+had just had his fingers on her wrist and assured
+the lady, who declared herself her mother, that her
+pulse, though faint and irregular, was undoubtedly still
+distinguishable. The lady clasped her hands and
+looked upward, as if in a momentary transport of
+gratitude; but immediately she broke out again in that
+theatrical way which is, I believe, natural to some
+people.</p>
+
+<p>She was what is called a fine looking woman for her
+time of life, and must have been handsome; she was
+tall, but not thin, and dressed in black velvet, and
+looked rather pale, but with a proud and commanding
+countenance, though now agitated strangely.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Who was ever being so born to calamity?&quot; I heard
+her say, with clasped hands, as I came up. &quot;Here am I,
+on a journey of life and death, in prosecuting which
+to lose an hour is possibly to lose all. My child will
+not have recovered sufficiently to resume her route for
+who can say how long. I must leave her: I cannot, dare
+not, delay. How far on, sir, can you tell, is the nearest
+village? I must leave her there; and shall not see my
+darling, or even hear of her till my return, three months
+hence.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>I plucked my father by the coat, and whispered
+earnestly in his ear: &quot;Oh!</p>
+
+<p>papa, pray ask her to let her stay with us--it would
+be so delightful. Do, pray.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;If Madame will entrust her child to the care of my
+daughter, and of her good gouvernante, Madame Perrodon,
+and permit her to remain as our guest, under
+my charge, until her return, it will confer a distinction
+and an obligation upon us, and we shall treat her with
+all the care and devotion which so sacred a trust deserves.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I cannot do that, sir, it would be to task your
+kindness and chivalry too cruelly,&quot; said the lady, distractedly.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;It would, on the contrary, be to confer on us a very
+great kindness at the moment when we most need it.
+My daughter has just been disappointed by a cruel
+misfortune, in a visit from which she had long anticipated
+a great deal of happiness. If you confide this
+young lady to our care it will be her best consolation.
+The nearest village on your route is distant, and affords
+no such inn as you could think of placing your daughter
+at; you cannot allow her to continue her journey
+for any considerable distance without danger. If, as you
+say, you cannot suspend your journey, you must part
+with her tonight, and nowhere could you do so with
+more honest assurances of care and tenderness than
+here.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>There was something in this lady's air and appearance
+so distinguished and even imposing, and in her
+manner so engaging, as to impress one, quite apart
+from the dignity of her equipage, with a conviction
+that she was a person of consequence.</p>
+
+<p>By this time the carriage was replaced in its upright
+position, and the horses, quite tractable, in the traces
+again.</p>
+
+<p>The lady threw on her daughter a glance which I
+fancied was not quite so affectionate as one might have
+anticipated from the beginning of the scene; then she
+beckoned slightly to my father, and withdrew two or
+three steps with him out of hearing; and talked to him
+with a fixed and stern countenance, not at all like that
+with which she had hitherto spoken.</p>
+
+<p>I was filled with wonder that my father did not seem
+to perceive the change, and also unspeakably curious
+to learn what it could be that she was speaking, almost
+in his ear, with so much earnestness and rapidity.</p>
+
+<p>Two or three minutes at most I think she remained
+thus employed, then she turned, and a few steps
+brought her to where her daughter lay, supported by
+Madame Perrodon. She kneeled beside her for a moment
+and whispered, as Madame supposed, a little
+benediction in her ear; then hastily kissing her she
+stepped into her carriage, the door was closed, the
+footmen in stately liveries jumped up behind, the
+outriders spurred on, the postilions cracked their
+whips, the horses plunged and broke suddenly into a
+furious canter that threatened soon again to become a
+gallop, and the carriage whirled away, followed at the
+same rapid pace by the two horsemen in the rear.</p>
+
+
+<br /><br /><hr style="width: 35%;" /><br /><br />
+<h2>III</h2>
+<br />
+
+<p><b>We Compare Notes</b></p>
+
+<p>We followed the <i>cortege</i> with our eyes until it was
+swiftly lost to sight in the misty wood; and the very
+sound of the hoofs and the wheels died away in the
+silent night air.</p>
+
+<p>Nothing remained to assure us that the adventure
+had not been an illusion of a moment but the young
+lady, who just at that moment opened her eyes. I could
+not see, for her face was turned from me, but she raised
+her head, evidently looking about her, and I heard a
+very sweet voice ask complainingly, &quot;Where is
+mamma?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Our good Madame Perrodon answered tenderly, and
+added some comfortable assurances.</p>
+
+<p>I then heard her ask:</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Where am I? What is this place?&quot; and after that she
+said, &quot;I don't see the carriage; and Matska, where is
+she?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Madame answered all her questions in so far as she
+understood them; and gradually the young lady remembered
+how the misadventure came about, and was
+glad to hear that no one in, or in attendance on, the
+carriage was hurt; and on learning that her mamma
+had left her here, till her return in about three months,
+she wept.</p>
+
+<p>I was going to add my consolations to those of
+Madame Perrodon when Mademoiselle De Lafontaine
+placed her hand upon my arm, saying:</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Don't approach, one at a time is as much as she can
+at present converse with; a very little excitement would
+possibly overpower her now.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>As soon as she is comfortably in bed, I thought, I
+will run up to her room and see her.</p>
+
+<p>My father in the meantime had sent a servant on
+horseback for the physician, who lived about two
+leagues away; and a bedroom was being prepared for
+the young lady's reception.</p>
+
+<p>The stranger now rose, and leaning on Madame's
+arm, walked slowly over the drawbridge and into the
+castle gate.</p>
+
+<p>In the hall, servants waited to receive her, and she
+was conducted forthwith to her room. The room we
+usually sat in as our drawing room is long, having four
+windows, that looked over the moat and drawbridge,
+upon the forest scene I have just described.</p>
+
+<p>It is furnished in old carved oak, with large carved
+cabinets, and the chairs are cushioned with crimson
+Utrecht velvet. The walls are covered with tapestry, and
+surrounded with great gold frames, the figures being
+as large as life, in ancient and very curious costume,
+and the subjects represented are hunting, hawking, and
+generally festive. It is not too stately to be extremely
+comfortable; and here we had our tea, for with his
+usual patriotic leanings he insisted that the national
+beverage should make its appearance regularly with
+our coffee and chocolate.</p>
+
+<p>We sat here this night, and with candles lighted, were
+talking over the adventure of the evening.</p>
+
+<p>Madame Perrodon and Mademoiselle De Lafontaine
+were both of our party. The young stranger had
+hardly lain down in her bed when she sank into a deep
+sleep; and those ladies had left her in the care of a
+servant.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;How do you like our guest?&quot; I asked, as soon as
+Madame entered. &quot;Tell me all about her?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I like her extremely,&quot; answered Madame, &quot;she is, I
+almost think, the prettiest creature I ever saw; about
+your age, and so gentle and nice.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;She is absolutely beautiful,&quot; threw in Mademoiselle,
+who had peeped for a moment into the stranger's
+room.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;And such a sweet voice!&quot; added Madame Perrodon.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Did you remark a woman in the carriage, after it
+was set up again, who did not get out,&quot; inquired Mademoiselle,
+&quot;but only looked from the window?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;No, we had not seen her.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Then she described a hideous black woman, with a
+sort of colored turban on her head, and who was gazing
+all the time from the carriage window, nodding and
+grinning derisively towards the ladies, with gleaming
+eyes and large white eyeballs, and her teeth set as if in
+fury.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Did you remark what an ill-looking pack of men
+the servants were?&quot; asked Madame.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Yes,&quot; said my father, who had just come in, &quot;ugly,
+hang-dog looking fellows as ever I beheld in my life. I
+hope they mayn't rob the poor lady in the forest. They
+are clever rogues, however; they got everything to rights
+in a minute.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I dare say they are worn out with too long traveling--said
+Madame.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Besides looking wicked, their faces were so strangely
+lean, and dark, and sullen. I am very curious, I own;
+but I dare say the young lady will tell you all about it
+tomorrow, if she is sufficiently recovered.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I don't think she will,&quot; said my father, with a
+mysterious smile, and a little nod of his head, as if he
+knew more about it than he cared to tell us.</p>
+
+<p>This made us all the more inquisitive as to what had
+passed between him and the lady in the black velvet,
+in the brief but earnest interview that had immediately
+preceded her departure.</p>
+
+<p>We were scarcely alone, when I entreated him to tell
+me. He did not need much pressing.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;There is no particular reason why I should not tell
+you. She expressed a reluctance to trouble us with the
+care of her daughter, saying she was in delicate health,
+and nervous, but not subject to any kind of seizure--she
+volunteered that--nor to any illusion; being, in
+fact, perfectly sane.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;How very odd to say all that!&quot; I interpolated. &quot;It
+was so unnecessary.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;At all events it <i>was</i> said,&quot; he laughed, &quot;and as you
+wish to know all that passed, which was indeed very
+little, I tell you. She then said, 'I am making a long
+journey of <i>vital</i> importance--she emphasized the word--rapid
+and secret; I shall return for my child in three
+months; in the meantime, she will be silent as to who
+we are, whence we come, and whither we are traveling.'
+That is all she said. She spoke very pure French. When
+she said the word 'secret,' she paused for a few seconds,
+looking sternly, her eyes fixed on mine. I fancy she
+makes a great point of that. You saw how quickly she
+was gone. I hope I have not done a very foolish thing,
+in taking charge of the young lady.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>For my part, I was delighted. I was longing to see
+and talk to her; and only waiting till the doctor should
+give me leave. You, who live in towns, can have no idea
+how great an event the introduction of a new friend is,
+in such a solitude as surrounded us.</p>
+
+<p>The doctor did not arrive till nearly one o'clock; but
+I could no more have gone to my bed and slept, than
+I could have overtaken, on foot, the carriage in which
+the princess in black velvet had driven away.</p>
+
+<p>When the physician came down to the drawing
+room, it was to report very favorably upon his patient.
+She was now sitting up, her pulse quite regular, apparently
+perfectly well. She had sustained no injury, and
+the little shock to her nerves had passed away quite
+harmlessly. There could be no harm certainly in my
+seeing her, if we both wished it; and, with this permission
+I sent, forthwith, to know whether she would
+allow me to visit her for a few minutes in her room.</p>
+
+<p>The servant returned immediately to say that she
+desired nothing more.</p>
+
+<p>You may be sure I was not long in availing myself of
+this permission.</p>
+
+<p>Our visitor lay in one of the handsomest rooms in
+the schloss. It was, perhaps, a little stately. There was a
+somber piece of tapestry opposite the foot of the bed,
+representing Cleopatra with the asps to her bosom; and
+other solemn classic scenes were displayed, a little
+faded, upon the other walls. But there was gold carving,
+and rich and varied color enough in the other decorations
+of the room, to more than redeem the gloom of
+the old tapestry.</p>
+
+<p>There were candles at the bedside. She was sitting up;
+her slender pretty figure enveloped in the soft silk
+dressing gown, embroidered with flowers, and lined
+with thick quilted silk, which her mother had thrown
+over her feet as she lay upon the ground.</p>
+
+<p>What was it that, as I reached the bedside and had
+just begun my little greeting, struck me dumb in a
+moment, and made me recoil a step or two from before
+her? I will tell you.</p>
+
+<p>I saw the very face which had visited me in my
+childhood at night, which remained so fixed in my
+memory, and on which I had for so many years so
+often ruminated with horror, when no one suspected
+of what I was thinking.</p>
+
+<p>It was pretty, even beautiful; and when I first beheld
+it, wore the same melancholy expression.</p>
+
+<p>But this almost instantly lighted into a strange fixed
+smile of recognition.</p>
+
+<p>There was a silence of fully a minute, and then at
+length she spoke; I could not.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;How wonderful!&quot; she exclaimed. &quot;Twelve years ago,
+I saw your face in a dream, and it has haunted me ever
+since.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Wonderful indeed!&quot; I repeated, overcoming with an
+effort the horror that had for a time suspended my
+utterances. &quot;Twelve years ago, in vision or reality, I
+certainly saw you. I could not forget your face. It has
+remained before my eyes ever since.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Her smile had softened. Whatever I had fancied
+strange in it, was gone, and it and her dimpling cheeks
+were now delightfully pretty and intelligent.</p>
+
+<p>I felt reassured, and continued more in the vein
+which hospitality indicated, to bid her welcome, and
+to tell her how much pleasure her accidental arrival
+had given us all, and especially what a happiness it was
+to me.</p>
+
+<p>I took her hand as I spoke. I was a little shy, as lonely
+people are, but the situation made me eloquent, and
+even bold. She pressed my hand, she laid hers upon it,
+and her eyes glowed, as, looking hastily into mine, she
+smiled again, and blushed.</p>
+
+<p>She answered my welcome very prettily. I sat down
+beside her, still wondering; and she said:</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I must tell you my vision about you; it is so very
+strange that you and I should have had, each of the
+other so vivid a dream, that each should have seen, I
+you and you me, looking as we do now, when of course
+we both were mere children. I was a child, about six
+years old, and I awoke from a confused and troubled
+dream, and found myself in a room, unlike my nursery,
+wainscoted clumsily in some dark wood, and with
+cupboards and bedsteads, and chairs, and benches
+placed about it. The beds were, I thought, all empty,
+and the room itself without anyone but myself in it;
+and I, after looking about me for some time, and
+admiring especially an iron candlestick with two
+branches, which I should certainly know again, crept
+under one of the beds to reach the window; but as I
+got from under the bed, I heard someone crying; and
+looking up, while I was still upon my knees, I saw you--most
+assuredly you--as I see you now; a beautiful
+young lady, with golden hair and large blue eyes, and
+lips--your lips--you as you are here.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Your looks won me; I climbed on the bed and put
+my arms about you, and I think we both fell asleep. I
+was aroused by a scream; you were sitting up screaming.
+I was frightened, and slipped down upon the ground,
+and, it seemed to me, lost consciousness for a moment;
+and when I came to myself, I was again in my nursery
+at home. Your face I have never forgotten since. I could
+not be misled by mere resemblance. <i>You are</i> the lady
+whom I saw then.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>It was now my turn to relate my corresponding
+vision, which I did, to the undisguised wonder of my
+new acquaintance.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I don't know which should be most afraid of the
+other,&quot; she said, again smiling--&quot;If you were less pretty
+I think I should be very much afraid of you, but being
+as you are, and you and I both so young, I feel only
+that I have made your acquaintance twelve years ago,
+and have already a right to your intimacy; at all events
+it does seem as if we were destined, from our earliest
+childhood, to be friends. I wonder whether you feel as
+strangely drawn towards me as I do to you; I have never
+had a friend--shall I find one now?&quot; She sighed, and
+her fine dark eyes gazed passionately on me.</p>
+
+<p>Now the truth is, I felt rather unaccountably towards
+the beautiful stranger. I did feel, as she said, &quot;drawn
+towards her,&quot; but there was also something of repulsion.
+In this ambiguous feeling, however, the sense of
+attraction immensely prevailed. She interested and
+won me; she was so beautiful and so indescribably
+engaging.</p>
+
+<p>I perceived now something of languor and exhaustion
+stealing over her, and hastened to bid her good
+night.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;The doctor thinks,&quot; I added, &quot;that you ought to
+have a maid to sit up with you tonight; one of ours is
+waiting, and you will find her a very useful and quiet
+creature.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;How kind of you, but I could not sleep, I never
+could with an attendant in the room. I shan't require
+any assistance--and, shall I confess my weakness, I am
+haunted with a terror of robbers. Our house was
+robbed once, and two servants murdered, so I always
+lock my door. It has become a habit--and you look
+so kind I know you will forgive me. I see there is a key
+in the lock.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>She held me close in her pretty arms for a moment
+and whispered in my ear, &quot;Good night, darling, it is
+very hard to part with you, but good night; tomorrow,
+but not early, I shall see you again.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>She sank back on the pillow with a sigh, and her fine
+eyes followed me with a fond and melancholy gaze,
+and she murmured again &quot;Good night, dear friend.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Young people like, and even love, on impulse. I was
+flattered by the evident, though as yet undeserved,
+fondness she showed me. I liked the confidence with
+which she at once received me. She was determined
+that we should be very near friends.</p>
+
+<p>Next day came and we met again. I was delighted
+with my companion; that is to say, in many respects.</p>
+
+<p>Her looks lost nothing in daylight--she was certainly
+the most beautiful creature I had ever seen, and
+the unpleasant remembrance of the face presented in
+my early dream, had lost the effect of the first unexpected
+recognition.</p>
+
+<p>She confessed that she had experienced a similar
+shock on seeing me, and precisely the same faint antipathy
+that had mingled with my admiration of her.
+We now laughed together over our momentary horrors.</p>
+
+
+<br /><br /><hr style="width: 35%;" /><br /><br />
+<h2>IV</h2>
+<br />
+
+<p><b>Her Habits--A Saunter</b></p>
+
+<p>I told you that I was charmed with her in most
+particulars.</p>
+
+<p>There were some that did not please me so well.</p>
+
+<p>She was above the middle height of women. I shall
+begin by describing her.</p>
+
+<p>She was slender, and wonderfully graceful. Except
+that her movements were languid--very languid--indeed,
+there was nothing in her appearance to indicate
+an invalid. Her complexion was rich and brilliant; her
+features were small and beautifully formed; her eyes
+large, dark, and lustrous; her hair was quite wonderful,
+I never saw hair so magnificently thick and long when
+it was down about her shoulders; I have often placed
+my hands under it, and laughed with wonder at its
+weight. It was exquisitely fine and soft, and in color a
+rich very dark brown, with something of gold. I loved
+to let it down, tumbling with its own weight, as, in her
+room, she lay back in her chair talking in her sweet
+low voice, I used to fold and braid it, and spread it out
+and play with it. Heavens! If I had but known all!</p>
+
+<p>I said there were particulars which did not please me.
+I have told you that her confidence won me the first
+night I saw her; but I found that she exercised with
+respect to herself, her mother, her history, everything
+in fact connected with her life, plans, and people, an
+ever wakeful reserve. I dare say I was unreasonable,
+perhaps I was wrong; I dare say I ought to have respected
+the solemn injunction laid upon my father by
+the stately lady in black velvet. But curiosity is a restless
+and unscrupulous passion, and no one girl can endure,
+with patience, that hers should be baffled by another.
+What harm could it do anyone to tell me what I so
+ardently desired to know? Had she no trust in my good
+sense or honor? Why would she not believe me when
+I assured her, so solemnly, that I would not divulge
+one syllable of what she told me to any mortal breathing.</p>
+
+<p>There was a coldness, it seemed to me, beyond her
+years, in her smiling melancholy persistent refusal to
+afford me the least ray of light.</p>
+
+<p>I cannot say we quarreled upon this point, for she
+would not quarrel upon any. It was, of course, very
+unfair of me to press her, very ill-bred, but I really could
+not help it; and I might just as well have let it alone.</p>
+
+<p>What she did tell me amounted, in my unconscionable
+estimation--to nothing.</p>
+
+<p>It was all summed up in three very vague disclosures:</p>
+
+<p>First--Her name was Carmilla.</p>
+
+<p>Second--Her family was very ancient and noble.</p>
+
+<p>Third--Her home lay in the direction of the west.</p>
+
+<p>She would not tell me the name of her family, nor
+their armorial bearings, nor the name of their estate,
+nor even that of the country they lived in.</p>
+
+<p>You are not to suppose that I worried her incessantly
+on these subjects. I watched opportunity, and rather
+insinuated than urged my inquiries. Once or twice,
+indeed, I did attack her more directly. But no matter
+what my tactics, utter failure was invariably the result.
+Reproaches and caresses were all lost upon her. But I
+must add this, that her evasion was conducted with so
+pretty a melancholy and deprecation, with so many,
+and even passionate declarations of her liking for me,
+and trust in my honor, and with so many promises
+that I should at last know all, that I could not find it
+in my heart long to be offended with her.</p>
+
+<p>She used to place her pretty arms about my neck,
+draw me to her, and laying her cheek to mine, murmur
+with her lips near my ear, &quot;Dearest, your little heart is
+wounded; think me not cruel because I obey the irresistible
+law of my strength and weakness; if your dear
+heart is wounded, my wild heart bleeds with yours. In
+the rapture of my enormous humiliation I live in your
+warm life, and you shall die--die, sweetly die--into
+mine. I cannot help it; as I draw near to you, you, in
+your turn, will draw near to others, and learn the
+rapture of that cruelty, which yet is love; so, for a while,
+seek to know no more of me and mine, but trust me
+with all your loving spirit.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>And when she had spoken such a rhapsody, she
+would press me more closely in her trembling embrace,
+and her lips in soft kisses gently glow upon my cheek.</p>
+
+<p>Her agitations and her language were unintelligible
+to me.</p>
+
+<p>From these foolish embraces, which were not of very
+frequent occurrence, I must allow, I used to wish to
+extricate myself; but my energies seemed to fail me.
+Her murmured words sounded like a lullaby in my ear,
+and soothed my resistance into a trance, from which I
+only seemed to recover myself when she withdrew her
+arms.</p>
+
+<p>In these mysterious moods I did not like her. I
+experienced a strange tumultuous excitement that was
+pleasurable, ever and anon, mingled with a vague sense
+of fear and disgust. I had no distinct thoughts about
+her while such scenes lasted, but I was conscious of a
+love growing into adoration, and also of abhorrence.
+This I know is paradox, but I can make no other
+attempt to explain the feeling.</p>
+
+<p>I now write, after an interval of more than ten years,
+with a trembling hand, with a confused and horrible
+recollection of certain occurrences and situations, in
+the ordeal through which I was unconsciously passing;
+though with a vivid and very sharp remembrance of
+the main current of my story.</p>
+
+<p>But, I suspect, in all lives there are certain emotional
+scenes, those in which our passions have been most
+wildly and terribly roused, that are of all others the
+most vaguely and dimly remembered.</p>
+
+<p>Sometimes after an hour of apathy, my strange and
+beautiful companion would take my hand and hold it
+with a fond pressure, renewed again and again; blushing
+softly, gazing in my face with languid and burning
+eyes, and breathing so fast that her dress rose and fell
+with the tumultuous respiration. It was like the ardor
+of a lover; it embarrassed me; it was hateful and yet
+over-powering; and with gloating eyes she drew me to
+her, and her hot lips traveled along my cheek in kisses;
+and she would whisper, almost in sobs, &quot;You are mine,
+you <i>shall</i> be mine, you and I are one for ever.&quot; Then
+she has thrown herself back in her chair, with her small
+hands over her eyes, leaving me trembling.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Are we related,&quot; I used to ask; &quot;what can you mean
+by all this? I remind you perhaps of someone whom
+you love; but you must not, I hate it; I don't know you--I
+don't know myself when you look so and talk so.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>She used to sigh at my vehemence, then turn away
+and drop my hand.</p>
+
+<p>Respecting these very extraordinary manifestations
+I strove in vain to form any satisfactory theory--I
+could not refer them to affectation or trick. It was
+unmistakably the momentary breaking out of suppressed
+instinct and emotion. Was she, notwithstanding
+her mother's volunteered denial, subject to brief
+visitations of insanity; or was there here a disguise and
+a romance? I had read in old storybooks of such things.
+What if a boyish lover had found his way into the
+house, and sought to prosecute his suit in masquerade,
+with the assistance of a clever old adventuress. But
+there were many things against this hypothesis, highly
+interesting as it was to my vanity.</p>
+
+<p>I could boast of no little attentions such as masculine
+gallantry delights to offer. Between these passionate
+moments there were long intervals of commonplace,
+of gaiety, of brooding melancholy, during
+which, except that I detected her eyes so full of melancholy
+fire, following me, at times I might have been as
+nothing to her. Except in these brief periods of mysterious
+excitement her ways were girlish; and there was
+always a languor about her, quite incompatible with a
+masculine system in a state of health.</p>
+
+<p>In some respects her habits were odd. Perhaps not
+so singular in the opinion of a town lady like you, as
+they appeared to us rustic people. She used to come
+down very late, generally not till one o'clock, she would
+then take a cup of chocolate, but eat nothing; we then
+went out for a walk, which was a mere saunter, and she
+seemed, almost immediately, exhausted, and either
+returned to the schloss or sat on one of the benches
+that were placed, here and there, among the trees. This
+was a bodily languor in which her mind did not
+sympathize. She was always an animated talker, and
+very intelligent.</p>
+
+<p>She sometimes alluded for a moment to her own
+home, or mentioned an adventure or situation, or an
+early recollection, which indicated a people of strange
+manners, and described customs of which we knew
+nothing. I gathered from these chance hints that her
+native country was much more remote than I had at
+first fancied.</p>
+
+<p>As we sat thus one afternoon under the trees a
+funeral passed us by. It was that of a pretty young girl,
+whom I had often seen, the daughter of one of the
+rangers of the forest. The poor man was walking behind
+the coffin of his darling; she was his only child,
+and he looked quite heartbroken.</p>
+
+<p>Peasants walking two-and-two came behind, they
+were singing a funeral hymn.</p>
+
+<p>I rose to mark my respect as they passed, and joined
+in the hymn they were very sweetly singing.</p>
+
+<p>My companion shook me a little roughly, and I
+turned surprised.</p>
+
+<p>She said brusquely, &quot;Don't you perceive how discordant
+that is?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I think it very sweet, on the contrary,&quot; I answered,
+vexed at the interruption, and very uncomfortable, lest
+the people who composed the little procession should
+observe and resent what was passing.</p>
+
+<p>I resumed, therefore, instantly, and was again interrupted.
+&quot;You pierce my ears,&quot; said Carmilla, almost
+angrily, and stopping her ears with her tiny fingers.
+&quot;Besides, how can you tell that your religion and mine
+are the same; your forms wound me, and I hate funerals.
+What a fuss! Why you must die--<i>everyone</i> must
+die; and all are happier when they do. Come home.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;My father has gone on with the clergyman to the
+churchyard. I thought you knew she was to be buried
+today.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;She? I don't trouble my head about peasants. I don't
+know who she is,&quot; answered Carmilla, with a flash from
+her fine eyes.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;She is the poor girl who fancied she saw a ghost a
+fortnight ago, and has been dying ever since, till yesterday,
+when she expired.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Tell me nothing about ghosts. I shan't sleep tonight
+if you do.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I hope there is no plague or fever coming; all this
+looks very like it,&quot; I continued. &quot;The swineherd's
+young wife died only a week ago, and she thought
+something seized her by the throat as she lay in her
+bed, and nearly strangled her. Papa says such horrible
+fancies do accompany some forms of fever. She was
+quite well the day before. She sank afterwards, and died
+before a week.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Well, <i>her</i> funeral is over, I hope, and <i>her</i> hymn sung;
+and our ears shan't be tortured with that discord and
+jargon. It has made me nervous. Sit down here, beside
+me; sit close; hold my hand; press it hard-hard-harder.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>We had moved a little back, and had come to another
+seat.</p>
+
+<p>She sat down. Her face underwent a change that
+alarmed and even terrified me for a moment. It darkened,
+and became horribly livid; her teeth and hands
+were clenched, and she frowned and compressed her
+lips, while she stared down upon the ground at her
+feet, and trembled all over with a continued shudder
+as irrepressible as ague. All her energies seemed strained
+to suppress a fit, with which she was then breathlessly
+tugging; and at length a low convulsive cry of suffering
+broke from her, and gradually the hysteria subsided.
+&quot;There! That comes of strangling people with hymns!&quot;
+she said at last. &quot;Hold me, hold me still. It is passing
+away.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>And so gradually it did; and perhaps to dissipate the
+somber impression which the spectacle had left upon
+me, she became unusually animated and chatty; and
+so we got home.</p>
+
+<p>This was the first time I had seen her exhibit any
+definable symptoms of that delicacy of health which
+her mother had spoken of. It was the first time, also,
+I had seen her exhibit anything like temper.</p>
+
+<p>Both passed away like a summer cloud; and never
+but once afterwards did I witness on her part a momentary
+sign of anger. I will tell you how it happened.</p>
+
+<p>She and I were looking out of one of the long
+drawing room windows, when there entered the courtyard,
+over the drawbridge, a figure of a wanderer whom
+I knew very well. He used to visit the schloss generally
+twice a year.</p>
+
+<p>It was the figure of a hunchback, with the sharp lean
+features that generally accompany deformity. He wore
+a pointed black beard, and he was smiling from ear to
+ear, showing his white fangs. He was dressed in buff,
+black, and scarlet, and crossed with more straps and
+belts than I could count, from which hung all manner
+of things. Behind, he carried a magic lantern, and two
+boxes, which I well knew, in one of which was a
+salamander, and in the other a mandrake. These monsters
+used to make my father laugh. They were compounded
+of parts of monkeys, parrots squirrels, fish,
+and hedgehogs, dried and stitched together with great
+neatness and startling effect. He had a fiddle, a box of
+conjuring apparatus, a pair of foils and masks attached
+to his belt, several other mysterious cases dangling
+about him, and a black staff with copper ferrules in
+his hand. His companion was a rough spare dog, that
+followed at his heels, but stopped short, suspiciously
+at the drawbridge, and in a little while began to howl
+dismally.</p>
+
+<p>In the meantime, the mountebank, standing in the
+midst of the courtyard, raised his grotesque hat, and
+made us a very ceremonious bow, paying his compliments
+very volubly in execrable French, and German
+not much better.</p>
+
+<p>Then, disengaging his fiddle, he began to scrape a
+lively air to which he sang with a merry discord, dancing
+with ludicrous airs and activity, that made me
+laugh, in spite of the dog's howling.</p>
+
+<p>Then he advanced to the window with many smiles
+and salutations, and his hat in his left hand, his fiddle
+under his arm, and with a fluency that never took
+breath, he gabbled a long advertisement of all his
+accomplishments, and the resources of the various arts
+which he placed at our service, and the curiosities and
+entertainments which it was in his power, at our bidding,
+to display.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Will your ladyships be pleased to buy an amulet
+against the oupire, which is going like the wolf, I hear,
+through these woods,&quot; he said dropping his hat on the
+pavement. &quot;They are dying of it right and left and here
+is a charm that never fails; only pinned to the pillow,
+and you may laugh in his face.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>These charms consisted of oblong slips of vellum,
+with cabalistic ciphers and diagrams upon them.</p>
+
+<p>Carmilla instantly purchased one, and so did I.</p>
+
+<p>He was looking up, and we were smiling down upon
+him, amused; at least, I can answer for myself. His
+piercing black eye, as he looked up in our faces, seemed
+to detect something that fixed for a moment his curiosity,</p>
+
+<p>In an instant he unrolled a leather case, full of all
+manner of odd little steel instruments.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;See here, my lady,&quot; he said, displaying it, and addressing
+me, &quot;I profess, among other things less useful,
+the art of dentistry. Plague take the dog!&quot; he interpolated.
+&quot;Silence, beast! He howls so that your ladyships
+can scarcely hear a word. Your noble friend, the young
+lady at your right, has the sharpest tooth,--long, thin,
+pointed, like an awl, like a needle; ha, ha! With my
+sharp and long sight, as I look up, I have seen it
+distinctly; now if it happens to hurt the young lady,
+and I think it must, here am I, here are my file, my
+punch, my nippers; I will make it round and blunt, if
+her ladyship pleases; no longer the tooth of a fish, but
+of a beautiful young lady as she is. Hey? Is the young
+lady displeased? Have I been too bold? Have I offended
+her?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The young lady, indeed, looked very angry as she
+drew back from the window.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;How dares that mountebank insult us so? Where is
+your father? I shall demand redress from him. My
+father would have had the wretch tied up to the pump,
+and flogged with a cart whip, and burnt to the bones
+with the castle brand!&quot;</p>
+
+<p>She retired from the window a step or two, and sat
+down, and had hardly lost sight of the offender, when
+her wrath subsided as suddenly as it had risen, and she
+gradually recovered her usual tone, and seemed to
+forget the little hunchback and his follies.</p>
+
+<p>My father was out of spirits that evening. On coming
+in he told us that there had been another case very
+similar to the two fatal ones which had lately occurred.
+The sister of a young peasant on his estate, only a mile
+away, was very ill, had been, as she described it, attacked
+very nearly in the same way, and was now slowly but
+steadily sinking.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;All this,&quot; said my father, &quot;is strictly referable to
+natural causes. These poor people infect one another
+with their superstitions, and so repeat in imagination
+the images of terror that have infested their neighbors.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;But that very circumstance frightens one horribly,&quot;
+said Carmilla.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;How so?&quot; inquired my father.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I am so afraid of fancying I see such things; I think
+it would be as bad as reality.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;We are in God's hands: nothing can happen without
+his permission, and all will end well for those who
+love him. He is our faithful creator; He has made us
+all, and will take care of us.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Creator! <i>Nature!</i>&quot; said the young lady in answer to
+my gentle father. &quot;And this disease that invades the
+country is natural. Nature. All things proceed from
+Nature--don't they? All things in the heaven, in the
+earth, and under the earth, act and live as Nature
+ordains? I think so.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;The doctor said he would come here today,&quot; said
+my father, after a silence. &quot;I want to know what he
+thinks about it, and what he thinks we had better do.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Doctors never did me any good,&quot; said Carmilla.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Then you have been ill?&quot; I asked.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;More ill than ever you were,&quot; she answered.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Long ago?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Yes, a long time. I suffered from this very illness;
+but I forget all but my pain and weakness, and they
+were not so bad as are suffered in other diseases.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;You were very young then?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I dare say, let us talk no more of it. You would not
+wound a friend?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>She looked languidly in my eyes, and passed her arm
+round my waist lovingly, and led me out of the room.
+My father was busy over some papers near the window.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Why does your papa like to frighten us?&quot; said the
+pretty girl with a sigh and a little shudder.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;He doesn't, dear Carmilla, it is the very furthest
+thing from his mind.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Are you afraid, dearest?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I should be very much if I fancied there was any
+real danger of my being attacked as those poor people
+were.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;You are afraid to die?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Yes, every one is.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;But to die as lovers may--to die together, so that
+they may live together.</p>
+
+<p>Girls are caterpillars while they live in the world, to
+be finally butterflies when the summer comes; but in
+the meantime there are grubs and larvae, don't you see--each
+with their peculiar propensities, necessities and
+structure. So says Monsieur Buffon, in his big book,
+in the next room.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Later in the day the doctor came, and was closeted
+with papa for some time.</p>
+
+<p>He was a skilful man, of sixty and upwards, he wore
+powder, and shaved his pale face as smooth as a pumpkin.
+He and papa emerged from the room together,
+and I heard papa laugh, and say as they came out:</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Well, I do wonder at a wise man like you. What do
+you say to hippogriffs and dragons?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The doctor was smiling, and made answer, shaking
+his head--</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Nevertheless life and death are mysterious states,
+and we know little of the resources of either.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>And so the walked on, and I heard no more. I did
+not then know what the doctor had been broaching,
+but I think I guess it now.</p>
+
+
+<br /><br /><hr style="width: 35%;" /><br /><br />
+<h2>V</h2>
+<br />
+
+<p><b>A Wonderful Likeness</b></p>
+
+<p>This evening there arrived from Gratz the grave,
+dark-faced son of the picture cleaner, with a horse and
+cart laden with two large packing cases, having many
+pictures in each. It was a journey of ten leagues, and
+whenever a messenger arrived at the schloss from our
+little capital of Gratz, we used to crowd about him in
+the hall, to hear the news.</p>
+
+<p>This arrival created in our secluded quarters quite a
+sensation. The cases remained in the hall, and the
+messenger was taken charge of by the servants till he
+had eaten his supper. Then with assistants, and armed
+with hammer, ripping chisel, and turnscrew, he met us
+in the hall, where we had assembled to witness the
+unpacking of the cases.</p>
+
+<p>Carmilla sat looking listlessly on, while one after the
+other the old pictures, nearly all portraits, which had
+undergone the process of renovation, were brought to
+light. My mother was of an old Hungarian family, and
+most of these pictures, which were about to be restored
+to their places, had come to us through her.</p>
+
+<p>My father had a list in his hand, from which he read,
+as the artist rummaged out the corresponding numbers.
+I don't know that the pictures were very good,
+but they were, undoubtedly, very old, and some of
+them very curious also. They had, for the most part,
+the merit of being now seen by me, I may say, for the
+first time; for the smoke and dust of time had all but
+obliterated them.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;There is a picture that I have not seen yet,&quot; said my
+father. &quot;In one corner, at the top of it, is the name, as
+well as I could read, 'Marcia Karnstein,' and the date
+'1698'; and I am curious to see how it has turned out.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>I remembered it; it was a small picture, about a foot
+and a half high, and nearly square, without a frame;
+but it was so blackened by age that I could not make
+it out.</p>
+
+<p>The artist now produced it, with evident pride. It was
+quite beautiful; it was startling; it seemed to live. It was
+the effigy of Carmilla!</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Carmilla, dear, here is an absolute miracle. Here
+you are, living, smiling, ready to speak, in this picture.
+Isn't it beautiful, Papa? And see, even the little mole
+on her throat.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>My father laughed, and said &quot;Certainly it is a wonderful
+likeness,&quot; but he looked away, and to my surprise
+seemed but little struck by it, and went on talking
+to the picture cleaner, who was also something of an
+artist, and discoursed with intelligence about the portraits
+or other works, which his art had just brought
+into light and color, while I was more and more lost
+in wonder the more I looked at the picture.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Will you let me hang this picture in my room,
+papa?&quot; I asked.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Certainly, dear,&quot; said he, smiling, &quot;I'm very glad
+you think it so like.</p>
+
+<p>It must be prettier even than I thought it, if it is.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The young lady did not acknowledge this pretty
+speech, did not seem to hear it. She was leaning back
+in her seat, her fine eyes under their long lashes gazing
+on me in contemplation, and she smiled in a kind of
+rapture.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;And now you can read quite plainly the name that
+is written in the corner.</p>
+
+<p>It is not Marcia; it looks as if it was done in gold.
+The name is Mircalla, Countess Karnstein, and this is
+a little coronet over and underneath A.D.</p>
+
+<p>1698. I am descended from the Karnsteins; that is,
+mamma was.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Ah!&quot; said the lady, languidly, &quot;so am I, I think, a
+very long descent, very ancient. Are there any Karnsteins
+living now?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;None who bear the name, I believe. The family were
+ruined, I believe, in some civil wars, long ago, but the
+ruins of the castle are only about three miles away.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;How interesting!&quot; she said, languidly. &quot;But see what
+beautiful moonlight!&quot; She glanced through the hall
+door, which stood a little open. &quot;Suppose you take a
+little ramble round the court, and look down at the
+road and river.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;It is so like the night you came to us,&quot; I said.</p>
+
+<p>She sighed; smiling.</p>
+
+<p>She rose, and each with her arm about the other's
+waist, we walked out upon the pavement.</p>
+
+<p>In silence, slowly we walked down to the drawbridge,
+where the beautiful landscape opened before us.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;And so you were thinking of the night I came here?&quot;
+she almost whispered.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Are you glad I came?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Delighted, dear Carmilla,&quot; I answered.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;And you asked for the picture you think like me,
+to hang in your room,&quot; she murmured with a sigh, as
+she drew her arm closer about my waist, and let her
+pretty head sink upon my shoulder. &quot;How romantic
+you are, Carmilla,&quot; I said. &quot;Whenever you tell me your
+story, it will be made up chiefly of some one great
+romance.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>She kissed me silently.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I am sure, Carmilla, you have been in love; that
+there is, at this moment, an affair of the heart going
+on.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I have been in love with no one, and never shall,&quot;
+she whispered, &quot;unless it should be with you.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>How beautiful she looked in the moonlight!</p>
+
+<p>Shy and strange was the look with which she quickly
+hid her face in my neck and hair, with tumultuous
+sighs, that seemed almost to sob, and pressed in mine
+a hand that trembled.</p>
+
+<p>Her soft cheek was glowing against mine. &quot;Darling,
+darling,&quot; she murmured, &quot;I live in you; and you would
+die for me, I love you so.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>I started from her.</p>
+
+<p>She was gazing on me with eyes from which all fire,
+all meaning had flown, and a face colorless and apathetic.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Is there a chill in the air, dear?&quot; she said drowsily.
+&quot;I almost shiver; have I been dreaming? Let us come
+in. Come; come; come in.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;You look ill, Carmilla; a little faint. You certainly
+must take some wine,&quot; I said.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Yes. I will. I'm better now. I shall be quite well in a
+few minutes. Yes, do give me a little wine,&quot; answered
+Carmilla, as we approached the door.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Let us look again for a moment; it is the last time,
+perhaps, I shall see the moonlight with you.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;How do you feel now, dear Carmilla? Are you really
+better?&quot; I asked.</p>
+
+<p>I was beginning to take alarm, lest she should have
+been stricken with the strange epidemic that they said
+had invaded the country about us.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Papa would be grieved beyond measure.&quot; I added,
+&quot;if he thought you were ever so little ill, without
+immediately letting us know. We have a very skilful
+doctor near this, the physician who was with papa
+today.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I'm sure he is. I know how kind you all are; but,
+dear child, I am quite well again. There is nothing ever
+wrong with me, but a little weakness.</p>
+
+<p>People say I am languid; I am incapable of exertion;
+I can scarcely walk as far as a child of three years old:
+and every now and then the little strength I have falters,
+and I become as you have just seen me. But after all I
+am very easily set up again; in a moment I am perfectly
+myself. See how I have recovered.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>So, indeed, she had; and she and I talked a great deal,
+and very animated she was; and the remainder of that
+evening passed without any recurrence of what I called
+her infatuations. I mean her crazy talk and looks,
+which embarrassed, and even frightened me.</p>
+
+<p>But there occurred that night an event which gave
+my thoughts quite a new turn, and seemed to startle
+even Carmilla's languid nature into momentary energy.</p>
+
+
+<br /><br /><hr style="width: 35%;" /><br /><br />
+<h2>VI</h2>
+<br />
+
+<p><b>A Very Strange Agony</b></p>
+
+<p>When we got into the drawing room, and had sat
+down to our coffee and chocolate, although Carmilla
+did not take any, she seemed quite herself again, and
+Madame, and Mademoiselle De Lafontaine, joined us,
+and made a little card party, in the course of which
+papa came in for what he called his &quot;dish of tea.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>When the game was over he sat down beside Carmilla
+on the sofa, and asked her, a little anxiously,
+whether she had heard from her mother since her
+arrival.</p>
+
+<p>She answered &quot;No.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>He then asked whether she knew where a letter would
+reach her at present.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I cannot tell,&quot; she answered ambiguously, &quot;but I
+have been thinking of leaving you; you have been
+already too hospitable and too kind to me. I have given
+you an infinity of trouble, and I should wish to take a
+carriage tomorrow, and post in pursuit of her; I know
+where I shall ultimately find her, although I dare not
+yet tell you.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;But you must not dream of any such thing,&quot; exclaimed
+my father, to my great relief. &quot;We can't afford
+to lose you so, and I won't consent to your leaving us,
+except under the care of your mother, who was so good
+as to consent to your remaining with us till she should
+herself return. I should be quite happy if I knew that
+you heard from her: but this evening the accounts of
+the progress of the mysterious disease that has invaded
+our neighborhood, grow even more alarming; and my
+beautiful guest, I do feel the responsibility, unaided by
+advice from your mother, very much. But I shall do
+my best; and one thing is certain, that you must not
+think of leaving us without her distinct direction to
+that effect. We should suffer too much in parting from
+you to consent to it easily.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Thank you, sir, a thousand times for your hospitality,&quot;
+she answered, smiling bashfully. &quot;You have all
+been too kind to me; I have seldom been so happy in
+all my life before, as in your beautiful chateau, under
+your care, and in the society of your dear daughter.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>So he gallantly, in his old-fashioned way, kissed her
+hand, smiling and pleased at her little speech.</p>
+
+<p>I accompanied Carmilla as usual to her room, and
+sat and chatted with her while she was preparing for
+bed.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Do you think,&quot; I said at length, &quot;that you will ever
+confide fully in me?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>She turned round smiling, but made no answer, only
+continued to smile on me.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;You won't answer that?&quot; I said. &quot;You can't answer
+pleasantly; I ought not to have asked you.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;You were quite right to ask me that, or anything.
+You do not know how dear you are to me, or you could
+not think any confidence too great to look for.</p>
+
+<p>But I am under vows, no nun half so awfully, and I
+dare not tell my story yet, even to you. The time is very
+near when you shall know everything. You will think
+me cruel, very selfish, but love is always selfish; the
+more ardent the more selfish. How jealous I am you
+cannot know. You must come with me, loving me, to
+death; or else hate me and still come with me. and
+<i>hating</i> me through death and after. There is no such
+word as indifference in my apathetic nature.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Now, Carmilla, you are going to talk your wild
+nonsense again,&quot; I said hastily.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Not I, silly little fool as I am, and full of whims
+and fancies; for your sake I'll talk like a sage. Were you
+ever at a ball?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;No; how you do run on. What is it like? How
+charming it must be.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I almost forget, it is years ago.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>I laughed.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;You are not so old. Your first ball can hardly be
+forgotten yet.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I remember everything it--with an effort. I see it
+all, as divers see what is going on above them, through
+a medium, dense, rippling, but transparent. There occurred
+that night what has confused the picture, and
+made its colours faint. I was all but assassinated in my
+bed, wounded here,&quot; she touched her breast, &quot;and never
+was the same since.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Were you near dying?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Yes, very--a cruel love--strange love, that would
+have taken my life. Love will have its sacrifices. No
+sacrifice without blood. Let us go to sleep now; I feel
+so lazy. How can I get up just now and lock my door?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>She was lying with her tiny hands buried in her rich
+wavy hair, under her cheek, her little head upon the
+pillow, and her glittering eyes followed me wherever I
+moved, with a kind of shy smile that I could not
+decipher.</p>
+
+<p>I bid her good night, and crept from the room with
+an uncomfortable sensation.</p>
+
+<p>I often wondered whether our pretty guest ever said
+her prayers. I certainly had never seen her upon her
+knees. In the morning she never came down until long
+after our family prayers were over, and at night she
+never left the drawing room to attend our brief evening
+prayers in the hall.</p>
+
+<p>If it had not been that it had casually come out in
+one of our careless talks that she had been baptised, I
+should have doubted her being a Christian. Religion
+was a subject on which I had never heard her speak a
+word. If I had known the world better, this particular
+neglect or antipathy would not have so much surprised
+me.</p>
+
+<p>The precautions of nervous people are infectious,
+and persons of a like temperament are pretty sure, after
+a time, to imitate them. I had adopted Carmilla's habit
+of locking her bedroom door, having taken into my
+head all her whimsical alarms about midnight invaders
+and prowling assassins. I had also adopted her precaution
+of making a brief search through her room, to
+satisfy herself that no lurking assassin or robber was
+&quot;ensconced.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>These wise measures taken, I got into my bed and
+fell asleep. A light was burning in my room. This was
+an old habit, of very early date, and which nothing
+could have tempted me to dispense with.</p>
+
+<p>Thus fortifed I might take my rest in peace. But
+dreams come through stone walls, light up dark rooms,
+or darken light ones, and their persons make their exits
+and their entrances as they please, and laugh at locksmiths.</p>
+
+<p>I had a dream that night that was the beginning of
+a very strange agony.</p>
+
+<p>I cannot call it a nightmare, for I was quite conscious
+of being asleep.</p>
+
+<p>But I was equally conscious of being in my room,
+and lying in bed, precisely as I actually was. I saw, or
+fancied I saw, the room and its furniture just as I had
+seen it last, except that it was very dark, and I saw
+something moving round the foot of the bed, which
+at first I could not accurately distinguish. But I soon
+saw that it was a sooty-black animal that resembled a
+monstrous cat. It appeared to me about four or five
+feet long for it measured fully the length of the
+hearthrug as it passed over it; and it continued to-ing
+and fro-ing with the lithe, sinister restlessness of a beast
+in a cage. I could not cry out, although as you may
+suppose, I was terrified. Its pace was growing faster, and
+the room rapidly darker and darker, and at length so
+dark that I could no longer see anything of it but its
+eyes. I felt it spring lightly on the bed. The two broad
+eyes approached my face, and suddenly I felt a stinging
+pain as if two large needles darted, an inch or two apart,
+deep into my breast. I waked with a scream. The room
+was lighted by the candle that burnt there all through
+the night, and I saw a female figure standing at the foot
+of the bed, a little at the right side. It was in a dark
+loose dress, and its hair was down and covered its
+shoulders. A block of stone could not have been more
+still. There was not the slightest stir of respiration. As
+I stared at it, the figure appeared to have changed its
+place, and was now nearer the door; then, close to it,
+the door opened, and it passed out.</p>
+
+<p>I was now relieved, and able to breathe and move.
+My first thought was that Carmilla had been playing
+me a trick, and that I had forgotten to secure my door.
+I hastened to it, and found it locked as usual on the
+inside. I was afraid to open it--I was horrified. I sprang
+into my bed and covered my head up in the bedclothes,
+and lay there more dead than alive till morning.</p>
+
+
+<br /><br /><hr style="width: 35%;" /><br /><br />
+<h2>VII</h2>
+<br />
+
+<p><b>Descending</b></p>
+
+<p>It would be vain my attempting to tell you the horror
+with which, even now, I recall the occurrence of that
+night. It was no such transitory terror as a dream leaves
+behind it. It seemed to deepen by time, and communicated
+itself to the room and the very furniture that
+had encompass the apparition.</p>
+
+<p>I could not bear next day to be alone for a moment.
+I should have told papa, but for two opposite reasons.
+At one time I thought he would laugh at my story, and
+I could not bear its being treated as a jest; and at
+another I thought he might fancy that I had been
+attacked by the mysterious complaint which had invaded
+our neighborhood. I had myself no misgiving
+of the kind, and as he had been rather an invalid for
+some time, I was afraid of alarming him.</p>
+
+<p>I was comfortable enough with my good-natured
+companions, Madame Perrodon, and the vivacious
+Mademoiselle Lafontaine. They both perceived that I
+was out of spirits and nervous, and at length I told
+them what lay so heavy at my heart.</p>
+
+<p>Mademoiselle laughed, but I fancied that Madame
+Perrodon looked anxious.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;By-the-by,&quot; said Mademoiselle, laughing, &quot;the long
+lime tree walk, behind Carmilla's bedroom window, is
+haunted!&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Nonsense!&quot; exclaimed Madame, who probably
+thought the theme rather inopportune, &quot;and who tells
+that story, my dear?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Martin says that he came up twice, when the old
+yard gate was being repaired, before sunrise, and twice
+saw the same female figure walking down the lime tree
+avenue.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;So he well might, as long as there are cows to milk
+in the river fields,&quot; said Madame.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I daresay; but Martin chooses to be frightened, and
+never did I see fool more frightened.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;You must not say a word about it to Carmilla,
+because she can see down that walk from her room
+window,&quot; I interposed, &quot;and she is, if possible, a greater
+coward than I.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Carmilla came down rather later than usual that day.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I was so frightened last night,&quot; she said, so soon as
+were together, &quot;and I am sure I should have seen
+something dreadful if it had not been for that charm
+I bought from the poor little hunchback whom I called
+such hard names. I had a dream of something black
+coming round my bed, and I awoke in a perfect horror,
+and I really thought, for some seconds, I saw a dark
+figure near the chimneypiece, but I felt under my
+pillow for my charm, and the moment my fingers
+touched it, the figure disappeared, and I felt quite
+certain, only that I had it by me, that something
+frightful would have made its appearance, and, perhaps,
+throttled me, as it did those poor people we heard
+of.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Well, listen to me,&quot; I began, and recounted my
+adventure, at the recital of which she appeared horrified.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;And had you the charm near you?&quot; she asked,
+earnestly.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;No, I had dropped it into a china vase in the
+drawing room, but I shall certainly take it with me
+tonight, as you have so much faith in it.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>At this distance of time I cannot tell you, or even
+understand, how I overcame my horror so effectually
+as to lie alone in my room that night. I remember
+distinctly that I pinned the charm to my pillow. I fell
+asleep almost immediately, and slept even more
+soundly than usual all night.</p>
+
+<p>Next night I passed as well. My sleep was delightfully
+deep and dreamless.</p>
+
+<p>But I wakened with a sense of lassitude and melancholy,
+which, however, did not exceed a degree that was
+almost luxurious.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Well, I told you so,&quot; said Carmilla, when I described
+my quiet sleep, &quot;I had such delightful sleep myself last
+night; I pinned the charm to the breast of my nightdress.
+It was too far away the night before. I am quite
+sure it was all fancy, except the dreams. I used to think
+that evil spirits made dreams, but our doctor told me
+it is no such thing. Only a fever passing by, or some
+other malady, as they often do, he said, knocks at the
+door, and not being able to get in, passes on, with that
+alarm.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;And what do you think the charm is?&quot; said I.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;It has been fumigated or immersed in some drug,
+and is an antidote against the malaria,&quot; she answered.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Then it acts only on the body?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Certainly; you don't suppose that evil spirits are
+frightened by bits of ribbon, or the perfumes of a
+druggist's shop? No, these complaints, wandering in
+the air, begin by trying the nerves, and so infect the
+brain, but before they can seize upon you, the antidote
+repels them. That I am sure is what the charm has done
+for us. It is nothing magical, it is simply natural.</p>
+
+<p>I should have been happier if I could have quite
+agreed with Carmilla, but I did my best, and the impression
+was a little losing its force.</p>
+
+<p>For some nights I slept profoundly; but still every
+morning I felt the same lassitude, and a languor
+weighed upon me all day. I felt myself a changed girl.
+A strange melancholy was stealing over me, a melancholy
+that I would not have interrupted. Dim thoughts
+of death began to open, and an idea that I was slowly
+sinking took gentle, and, somehow, not unwelcome,
+possession of me. If it was sad, the tone of mind which
+this induced was also sweet.</p>
+
+<p>Whatever it might be, my soul acquiesced in it.</p>
+
+<p>I would not admit that I was ill, I would not consent
+to tell my papa, or to have the doctor sent for.</p>
+
+<p>Carmilla became more devoted to me than ever, and
+her strange paroxysms of languid adoration more frequent.
+She used to gloat on me with increasing ardor
+the more my strength and spirits waned. This always
+shocked me like a momentary glare of insanity.</p>
+
+<p>Without knowing it, I was now in a pretty advanced
+stage of the strangest illness under which mortal ever
+suffered. There was an unaccountable fascination in its
+earlier symptoms that more than reconciled me to the
+incapacitating effect of that stage of the malady. This
+fascination increased for a time, until it reached a
+certain point, when gradually a sense of the horrible
+mingled itself with it, deepening, as you shall hear,
+until it discolored and perverted the whole state of my
+life.</p>
+
+<p>The first change I experienced was rather agreeable.
+It was very near the turning point from which began
+the descent of Avernus.</p>
+
+<p>Certain vague and strange sensations visited me in
+my sleep. The prevailing one was of that pleasant,
+peculiar cold thrill which we feel in bathing, when we
+move against the current of a river. This was soon
+accompanied by dreams that seemed interminable, and
+were so vague that I could never recollect their scenery
+and persons, or any one connected portion of their
+action. But they left an awful impression, and a sense
+of exhaustion, as if I had passed through a long period
+of great mental exertion and danger.</p>
+
+<p>After all these dreams there remained on waking a
+remembrance of having been in a place very nearly
+dark, and of having spoken to people whom I could
+not see; and especially of one clear voice, of a female's,
+very deep, that spoke as if at a distance, slowly, and
+producing always the same sensation of indescribable
+solemnity and fear. Sometime there came a sensation
+as if a hand was drawn softly along my cheek and neck.
+Sometimes it was as if warm lips kissed me, and longer
+and longer and more lovingly as they reached my
+throat, but there the caress fixed itself. My heart beat
+faster, my breathing rose and fell rapidly and full
+drawn; a sobbing, that rose into a sense of strangulation,
+supervened, and turned into a dreadful convulsion,
+in which my senses left me and I became unconscious.</p>
+
+<p>It was now three weeks since the commencement of
+this unaccountable state.</p>
+
+<p>My sufferings had, during the last week, told upon
+my appearance. I had grown pale, my eyes were dilated
+and darkened underneath, and the languor which I had
+long felt began to display itself in my countenance.</p>
+
+<p>My father asked me often whether I was ill; but, with
+an obstinacy which now seems to me unaccountable,
+I persisted in assuring him that I was quite well.</p>
+
+<p>In a sense this was true. I had no pain, I could
+complain of no bodily derangement. My complaint
+seemed to be one of the imagination, or the nerves,
+and, horrible as my sufferings were, I kept them, with
+a morbid reserve, very nearly to myself.</p>
+
+<p>It could not be that terrible complaint which the
+peasants called the oupire, for I had now been suffering
+for three weeks, and they were seldom ill for much
+more than three days, when death put an end to their
+miseries.</p>
+
+<p>Carmilla complained of dreams and feverish sensations,
+but by no means of so alarming a kind as mine.
+I say that mine were extremely alarming. Had I been
+capable of comprehending my condition, I would have
+invoked aid and advice on my knees. The narcotic of
+an unsuspected influence was acting upon me, and my
+perceptions were benumbed.</p>
+
+<p>I am going to tell you now of a dream that led
+immediately to an odd discovery.</p>
+
+<p>One night, instead of the voice I was accustomed to
+hear in the dark, I heard one, sweet and tender, and at
+the same time terrible, which said,</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Your mother warns you to beware of the assassin.&quot;
+At the same time a light unexpectedly sprang up, and
+I saw Carmilla, standing, near the foot of my bed, in
+her white nightdress, bathed, from her chin to her feet,
+in one great stain of blood.</p>
+
+<p>I wakened with a shriek, possessed with the one idea
+that Carmilla was being murdered. I remember springing
+from my bed, and my next recollection is that of
+standing on the lobby, crying for help.</p>
+
+<p>Madame and Mademoiselle came scurrying out of
+their rooms in alarm; a lamp burned always on the
+lobby, and seeing me, they soon learned the cause of
+my terror.</p>
+
+<p>I insisted on our knocking at Carmilla's door. Our
+knocking was unanswered.</p>
+
+<p>It soon became a pounding and an uproar. We
+shrieked her name, but all was vain.</p>
+
+<p>We all grew frightened, for the door was locked. We
+hurried back, in panic, to my room. There we rang the
+bell long and furiously. If my father's room had been
+at that side of the house, we would have called him up
+at once to our aid. But, alas! he was quite out of
+hearing, and to reach him involved an excursion for
+which we none of us had courage.</p>
+
+<p>Servants, however, soon came running up the stairs;
+I had got on my dressing gown and slippers meanwhile,
+and my companions were already similarly furnished.
+Recognizing the voices of the servants on the lobby,
+we sallied out together; and having renewed, as fruitlessly,
+our summons at Carmilla's door, I ordered the
+men to force the lock. They did so, and we stood,
+holding our lights aloft, in the doorway, and so stared
+into the room.</p>
+
+<p>We called her by name; but there was still no reply.
+We looked round the room. Everything was undisturbed.
+It was exactly in the state in which I had left it
+on bidding her good night. But Carmilla was gone.</p>
+
+
+<br /><br /><hr style="width: 35%;" /><br /><br />
+<h2>VIII</h2>
+<br />
+
+<p><b>Search</b></p>
+
+<p>At sight of the room, perfectly undisturbed except
+for our violent entrance, we began to cool a little, and
+soon recovered our senses sufficiently to dismiss the
+men. It had struck Mademoiselle that possibly Carmilla
+had been wakened by the uproar at her door, and
+in her first panic had jumped from her bed, and hid
+herself in a press, or behind a curtain, from which she
+could not, of course, emerge until the majordomo and
+his myrmidons had withdrawn. We now recommenced
+our search, and began to call her name again.</p>
+
+<p>It was all to no purpose. Our perplexity and agitation
+increased. We examined the windows, but they
+were secured. I implored of Carmilla, if she had concealed
+herself, to play this cruel trick no longer--to
+come out and to end our anxieties. It was all useless. I
+was by this time convinced that she was not in the
+room, nor in the dressing room, the door of which was
+still locked on this side. She could not have passed it.
+I was utterly puzzled. Had Carmilla discovered one of
+those secret passages which the old housekeeper said
+were known to exist in the schloss, although the tradition
+of their exact situation had been lost? A little time
+would, no doubt, explain all--utterly perplexed as, for
+the present, we were.</p>
+
+<p>It was past four o'clock, and I preferred passing the
+remaining hours of darkness in Madame's room. Daylight
+brought no solution of the difficulty.</p>
+
+<p>The whole household, with my father at its head, was
+in a state of agitation next morning. Every part of the
+chateau was searched. The grounds were explored. No
+trace of the missing lady could be discovered. The
+stream was about to be dragged; my father was in
+distraction; what a tale to have to tell the poor girl's
+mother on her return. I, too, was almost beside myself,
+though my grief was quite of a different kind.</p>
+
+<p>The morning was passed in alarm and excitement.
+It was now one o'clock, and still no tidings. I ran up
+to Carmilla's room, and found her standing at her
+dressing table. I was astounded. I could not believe my
+eyes. She beckoned me to her with her pretty finger, in
+silence. Her face expressed extreme fear.</p>
+
+<p>I ran to her in an ecstasy of joy; I kissed and embraced
+her again and again. I ran to the bell and rang
+it vehemently, to bring others to the spot who might
+at once relieve my father's anxiety.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Dear Carmilla, what has become of you all this
+time? We have been in agonies of anxiety about you,&quot;
+I exclaimed. &quot;Where have you been? How did you come
+back?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Last night has been a night of wonders,&quot; she said.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;For mercy's sake, explain all you can.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;It was past two last night,&quot; she said, &quot;when I went
+to sleep as usual in my bed, with my doors locked, that
+of the dressing room, and that opening upon the
+gallery. My sleep was uninterrupted, and, so far as I
+know, dreamless; but I woke just now on the sofa in
+the dressing room there, and I found the door between
+the rooms open, and the other door forced. How could
+all this have happened without my being wakened? It
+must have been accompanied with a great deal of noise,
+and I am particularly easily wakened; and how could
+I have been carried out of my bed without my sleep
+having been interrupted, I whom the slightest stir
+startles?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>By this time, Madame, Mademoiselle, my father, and
+a number of the servants were in the room. Carmilla
+was, of course, overwhelmed with inquiries, congratulations,
+and welcomes. She had but one story to tell,
+and seemed the least able of all the party to suggest any
+way of accounting for what had happened.</p>
+
+<p>My father took a turn up and down the room,
+thinking. I saw Carmilla's eye follow him for a moment
+with a sly, dark glance.</p>
+
+<p>When my father had sent the servants away, Mademoiselle
+having gone in search of a little bottle of
+valerian and salvolatile, and there being no one now
+in the room with Carmilla, except my father, Madame,
+and myself, he came to her thoughtfully, took her hand
+very kindly, led her to the sofa, and sat down beside
+her.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Will you forgive me, my dear, if I risk a conjecture,
+and ask a question?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Who can have a better right?&quot; she said. &quot;Ask what
+you please, and I will tell you everything. But my story
+is simply one of bewilderment and darkness. I know
+absolutely nothing. Put any question you please, but
+you know, of course, the limitations mamma has
+placed me under.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Perfectly, my dear child. I need not approach the
+topics on which she desires our silence. Now, the
+marvel of last night consists in your having been
+removed from your bed and your room, without being
+wakened, and this removal having occurred apparently
+while the windows were still secured, and the two doors
+locked upon the inside. I will tell you my theory and
+ask you a question.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Carmilla was leaning on her hand dejectedly; Madame
+and I were listening breathlessly.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Now, my question is this. Have you ever been
+suspected of walking in your sleep?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Never, since I was very young indeed.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;But you did walk in your sleep when you were
+young?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Yes; I know I did. I have been told so often by my
+old nurse.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>My father smiled and nodded.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Well, what has happened is this. You got up in your
+sleep, unlocked the door, not leaving the key, as usual,
+in the lock, but taking it out and locking it on the
+outside; you again took the key out, and carried it away
+with you to someone of the five-and-twenty rooms on
+this floor, or perhaps upstairs or downstairs. There are
+so many rooms and closets, so much heavy furniture,
+and such accumulations of lumber, that it would require
+a week to search this old house thoroughly. Do
+you see, now, what I mean?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I do, but not all,&quot; she answered.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;And how, papa, do you account for her finding
+herself on the sofa in the dressing room, which we had
+searched so carefully?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;She came there after you had searched it, still in her
+sleep, and at last awoke spontaneously, and was as
+much surprised to find herself where she was as any
+one else. I wish all mysteries were as easily and innocently
+explained as yours, Carmilla,&quot; he said, laughing.
+&quot;And so we may congratulate ourselves on the certainty
+that the most natural explanation of the occurrence is
+one that involves no drugging, no tampering with
+locks, no burglars, or poisoners, or witches--nothing
+that need alarm Carmilla, or anyone else, for our
+safety.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Carmilla was looking charmingly. Nothing could be
+more beautiful than her tints. Her beauty was, I think,
+enhanced by that graceful languor that was peculiar to
+her. I think my father was silently contrasting her looks
+with mine, for he said:</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I wish my poor Laura was looking more like herself&quot;;
+and he sighed.</p>
+
+<p>So our alarms were happily ended, and Carmilla
+restored to her friends.</p>
+
+
+<br /><br /><hr style="width: 35%;" /><br /><br />
+<h2>IX</h2>
+<br />
+
+<p><b>The Doctor</b></p>
+
+<p>As Carmilla would not hear of an attendant sleeping
+in her room, my father arranged that a servant
+should sleep outside her door, so that she would not
+attempt to make another such excursion without being
+arrested at her own door.</p>
+
+<p>That night passed quietly; and next morning early,
+the doctor, whom my father had sent for without
+telling me a word about it, arrived to see me.</p>
+
+<p>Madame accompanied me to the library; and there
+the grave little doctor, with white hair and spectacles,
+whom I mentioned before, was waiting to receive me.</p>
+
+<p>I told him my story, and as I proceeded he grew
+graver and graver.</p>
+
+<p>We were standing, he and I, in the recess of one of
+the windows, facing one another. When my statement
+was over, he leaned with his shoulders against the wall,
+and with his eyes fixed on me earnestly, with an interest
+in which was a dash of horror.</p>
+
+<p>After a minute's reflection, he asked Madame if he
+could see my father.</p>
+
+<p>He was sent for accordingly, and as he entered,
+smiling, he said:</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I dare say, doctor, you are going to tell me that I
+am an old fool for having brought you here; I hope I
+am.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>But his smile faded into shadow as the doctor, with
+a very grave face, beckoned him to him.</p>
+
+<p>He and the doctor talked for some time in the same
+recess where I had just conferred with the physician. It
+seemed an earnest and argumentative conversation.
+The room is very large, and I and Madame stood
+together, burning with curiosity, at the farther end.
+Not a word could we hear, however, for they spoke in
+a very low tone, and the deep recess of the window
+quite concealed the doctor from view, and very nearly
+my father, whose foot, arm, and shoulder only could
+we see; and the voices were, I suppose, all the less
+audible for the sort of closet which the thick wall and
+window formed.</p>
+
+<p>After a time my father's face looked into the room;
+it was pale, thoughtful, and, I fancied, agitated.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Laura, dear, come here for a moment. Madame, we
+shan't trouble you, the doctor says, at present.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Accordingly I approached, for the first time a little
+alarmed; for, although I felt very weak, I did not feel
+ill; and strength, one always fancies, is a thing that may
+be picked up when we please.</p>
+
+<p>My father held out his hand to me, as I drew near,
+but he was looking at the doctor, and he said:</p>
+
+<p>&quot;It certainly is very odd; I don't understand it quite.
+Laura, come here, dear; now attend to Doctor
+Spielsberg, and recollect yourself.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;You mentioned a sensation like that of two needles
+piercing the skin, somewhere about your neck, on the
+night when you experienced your first horrible dream.
+Is there still any soreness?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;None at all,&quot; I answered.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Can you indicate with your finger about the point
+at which you think this occurred?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Very little below my throat--here,&quot; I answered.</p>
+
+<p>I wore a morning dress, which covered the place I
+pointed to.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Now you can satisfy yourself,&quot; said the doctor. &quot;You
+won't mind your papa's lowering your dress a very
+little. It is necessary, to detect a symptom of the complaint
+under which you have been suffering.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>I acquiesced. It was only an inch or two below the
+edge of my collar.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;God bless me!--so it is,&quot; exclaimed my father,
+growing pale.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;You see it now with your own eyes,&quot; said the doctor,
+with a gloomy triumph.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;What is it?&quot; I exclaimed, beginning to be frightened.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Nothing, my dear young lady, but a small blue spot,
+about the size of the tip of your little finger; and now,&quot;
+he continued, turning to papa, &quot;the question is what
+is best to be done?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Is there any danger?&quot;I urged, in great trepidation.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I trust not, my dear,&quot; answered the doctor. &quot;I don't
+see why you should not recover. I don't see why you
+should not begin immediately to get better. That is the
+point at which the sense of strangulation begins?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Yes,&quot; I answered.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;And--recollect as well as you can--the same point
+was a kind of center of that thrill which you described
+just now, like the current of a cold stream running
+against you?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;It may have been; I think it was.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Ay, you see?&quot; he added, turning to my father. &quot;Shall
+I say a word to Madame?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Certainly,&quot; said my father.</p>
+
+<p>He called Madame to him, and said:</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I find my young friend here far from well. It won't
+be of any great consequence, I hope; but it will be
+necessary that some steps be taken, which I will explain
+by-and-by; but in the meantime, Madame, you will be
+so good as not to let Miss Laura be alone for one
+moment. That is the only direction I need give for the
+present. It is indispensable.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;We may rely upon your kindness, Madame, I
+know,&quot; added my father.</p>
+
+<p>Madame satisfied him eagerly.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;And you, dear Laura, I know you will observe the
+doctor's direction.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I shall have to ask your opinion upon another
+patient, whose symptoms slightly resemble those of my
+daughter, that have just been detailed to you--very
+much milder in degree, but I believe quite of the same
+sort. She is a young lady--our guest; but as you say
+you will be passing this way again this evening, you
+can't do better than take your supper here, and you
+can then see her. She does not come down till the
+afternoon.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I thank you,&quot; said the doctor. &quot;I shall be with you,
+then, at about seven this evening.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>And then they repeated their directions to me and
+to Madame, and with this parting charge my father left
+us, and walked out with the doctor; and I saw them
+pacing together up and down between the road and
+the moat, on the grassy platform in front of the castle,
+evidently absorbed in earnest conversation.</p>
+
+<p>The doctor did not return. I saw him mount his
+horse there, take his leave, and ride away eastward
+through the forest.</p>
+
+<p>Nearly at the same time I saw the man arrive from
+Dranfield with the letters, and dismount and hand the
+bag to my father.</p>
+
+<p>In the meantime, Madame and I were both busy, lost
+in conjecture as to the reasons of the singular and
+earnest direction which the doctor and my father had
+concurred in imposing. Madame, as she afterwards
+told me, was afraid the doctor apprehended a sudden
+seizure, and that, without prompt assistance, I might
+either lose my life in a fit, or at least be seriously hurt.</p>
+
+<p>The interpretation did not strike me; and I fancied,
+perhaps luckily for my nerves, that the arrangement
+was prescribed simply to secure a companion, who
+would prevent my taking too much exercise, or eating
+unripe fruit, or doing any of the fifty foolish things
+to which young people are supposed to be prone.</p>
+
+<p>About half an hour after my father came in--he
+had a letter in his hand--and said:</p>
+
+<p>&quot;This letter had been delayed; it is from General
+Spielsdorf. He might have been here yesterday, he may
+not come till tomorrow or he may be here today.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>He put the open letter into my hand; but he did not
+look pleased, as he used when a guest, especially one
+so much loved as the General, was coming.</p>
+
+<p>On the contrary, he looked as if he wished him at
+the bottom of the Red Sea. There was plainly something
+on his mind which he did not choose to divulge.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Papa, darling, will you tell me this?&quot; said I, suddenly
+laying my hand on his arm, and looking, I am sure,
+imploringly in his face.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Perhaps,&quot; he answered, smoothing my hair caressingly
+over my eyes.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Does the doctor think me very ill?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;No, dear; he thinks, if right steps are taken, you will
+be quite well again, at least, on the high road to a
+complete recovery, in a day or two,&quot; he answered, a
+little dryly. &quot;I wish our good friend, the General, had
+chosen any other time; that is, I wish you had been
+perfectly well to receive him.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;But do tell me, papa&quot; I insisted, &quot;what does he
+think is the matter with me?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Nothing; you must not plague me with questions,&quot;
+he answered, with more irritation than I ever remember
+him to have displayed before; and seeing that I looked
+wounded, I suppose, he kissed me, and added, &quot;You
+shall know all about it in a day or two; that is, all that
+I know. In the meantime you are not to trouble your
+head about it.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>He turned and left the room, but came back before
+I had done wondering and puzzling over the oddity
+of all this; it was merely to say that he was going to
+Karnstein, and had ordered the carriage to be ready at
+twelve, and that I and Madame should accompany
+him; he was going to see priest who lived near those
+picturesque grounds, upon business, and as Carmilla
+had never seen them, she could follow, when she came
+down, with Mademoiselle, who would bring materials
+for what you call a picnic, which might be laid for us
+in the ruined castle.</p>
+
+<p>At twelve o'clock, accordingly, I was ready, and not
+long after, my father, Madame and I set out upon our
+projected drive.</p>
+
+<p>Passing the drawbridge we turn to the right, and
+follow the road over the steep Gothic bridge, westward,
+to reach the deserted village and ruined castle of Karnstein.</p>
+
+<p>No sylvan drive can be fancied prettier. The ground
+breaks into gentle hills and hollows, all clothed with
+beautiful wood, totally destitute of the comparative
+formality which artificial planting and early culture
+and pruning impart.</p>
+
+<p>The irregularities of the ground often lead the road
+out of its course, and cause it to wind beautifully round
+the sides of broken hollows and the steeper sides of the
+hills, among varieties of ground almost inexhaustible.</p>
+
+<p>Turning one of these points, we suddenly encountered
+our old friend, the General, riding towards us,
+attended by a mounted servant. His portmanteaus were
+following in a hired wagon, such as we term a cart.</p>
+
+<p>The General dismounted as we pulled up, and, after
+the usual greetings, was easily persuaded to accept the
+vacant seat in the carriage and send his horse on with
+his servant to the schloss.</p>
+
+
+<br /><br /><hr style="width: 35%;" /><br /><br />
+<h2>X</h2>
+<br />
+
+<p><b>Bereaved</b></p>
+
+<p>It was about ten months since we had last seen him:
+but that time had sufficed to make an alteration of
+years in his appearance. He had grown thinner; something
+of gloom and anxiety had taken the place of that
+cordial serenity which used to characterize his features.
+His dark blue eyes, always penetrating, now gleamed
+with a sterner light from under his shaggy grey eyebrows.
+It was not such a change as grief alone usually
+induces, and angrier passions seemed to have had their
+share in bringing it about.</p>
+
+<p>We had not long resumed our drive, when the General
+began to talk, with his usual soldierly directness,
+of the bereavement, as he termed it, which he had
+sustained in the death of his beloved niece and ward;
+and he then broke out in a tone of intense bitterness
+and fury, inveighing against the &quot;hellish arts&quot; to which
+she had fallen a victim, and expressing, with more
+exasperation than piety, his wonder that Heaven
+should tolerate so monstrous an indulgence of the lusts
+and malignity of hell.</p>
+
+<p>My father, who saw at once that something very
+extraordinary had befallen, asked him, if not too painful
+to him, to detail the circumstances which he
+thought justified the strong terms in which he expressed
+himself.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I should tell you all with pleasure,&quot; said the General,
+&quot;but you would not believe me.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Why should I not?&quot; he asked.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Because,&quot; he answered testily, &quot;you believe in nothing
+but what consists with your own prejudices and
+illusions. I remember when I was like you, but I have
+learned better.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Try me,&quot; said my father; &quot;I am not such a dogmatist
+as you suppose.</p>
+
+<p>Besides which, I very well know that you generally
+require proof for what you believe, and am, therefore,
+very strongly predisposed to respect your conclusions.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;You are right in supposing that I have not been led
+lightly into a belief in the marvelous--for what I have
+experienced is marvelous--and I have been forced by
+extraordinary evidence to credit that which ran
+counter, diametrically, to all my theories. I have been
+made the dupe of a preternatural conspiracy.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Notwithstanding his professions of confidence in
+the General's penetration, I saw my father, at this
+point, glance at the General, with, as I thought, a
+marked suspicion of his sanity.</p>
+
+<p>The General did not see it, luckily. He was looking
+gloomily and curiously into the glades and vistas of
+the woods that were opening before us.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;You are going to the Ruins of Karnstein?&quot; he said.
+&quot;Yes, it is a lucky coincidence; do you know I was going
+to ask you to bring me there to inspect them. I have a
+special object in exploring. There is a ruined chapel,
+ain't there, with a great many tombs of that extinct
+family?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;So there are--highly interesting,&quot; said my father.
+&quot;I hope you are thinking of claiming the title and
+estates?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>My father said this gaily, but the General did not
+recollect the laugh, or even the smile, which courtesy
+exacts for a friend's joke; on the contrary, he looked
+grave and even fierce, ruminating on a matter that
+stirred his anger and horror.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Something very different,&quot; he said, gruffly. &quot;I mean
+to unearth some of those fine people. I hope, by God's
+blessing, to accomplish a pious sacrilege here, which
+will relieve our earth of certain monsters, and enable
+honest people to sleep in their beds without being
+assailed by murderers. I have strange things to tell you,
+my dear friend, such as I myself would have scouted
+as incredible a few months since.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>My father looked at him again, but this time not
+with a glance of suspicion--with an eye, rather, of keen
+intelligence and alarm.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;The house of Karnstein,&quot; he said, &quot;has been long
+extinct: a hundred years at least. My dear wife was
+maternally descended from the Karnsteins. But the
+name and title have long ceased to exist. The castle is
+a ruin; the very village is deserted; it is fifty years since
+the smoke of a chimney was seen there; not a roof left.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Quite true. I have heard a great deal about that since
+I last saw you; a great deal that will astonish you. But
+I had better relate everything in the order in which it
+occurred,&quot; said the General. &quot;You saw my dear ward--my
+child, I may call her. No creature could have been
+more beautiful, and only three months ago none more
+blooming.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Yes, poor thing! when I saw her last she certainly
+was quite lovely,&quot; said my father. &quot;I was grieved and
+shocked more than I can tell you, my dear friend; I
+knew what a blow it was to you.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>He took the General's hand, and they exchanged a
+kind pressure. Tears gathered in the old soldier's eyes.
+He did not seek to conceal them. He said:</p>
+
+<p>&quot;We have been very old friends; I knew you would
+feel for me, childless as I am. She had become an object
+of very near interest to me, and repaid my care by an
+affection that cheered my home and made my life
+happy. That is all gone. The years that remain to me
+on earth may not be very long; but by God's mercy I
+hope to accomplish a service to mankind before I die,
+and to subserve the vengeance of Heaven upon the
+fiends who have murdered my poor child in the spring
+of her hopes and beauty!&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;You said, just now, that you intended relating everything
+as it occurred,&quot; said my father. &quot;Pray do; I assure
+you that it is not mere curiosity that prompts me.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>By this time we had reached the point at which the
+Drunstall road, by which the General had come, diverges
+from the road which we were traveling to Karnstein.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;How far is it to the ruins?&quot; inquired the General,
+looking anxiously forward.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;About half a league,&quot; answered my father. &quot;Pray let
+us hear the story you were so good as to promise.&quot;</p>
+
+
+<br /><br /><hr style="width: 35%;" /><br /><br />
+<h2>XI</h2>
+<br />
+
+<p><b>The Story</b></p>
+
+<p>With all my heart,&quot; said the General, with an
+effort; and after a short pause in which to arrange his
+subject, he commenced one of the strangest narratives
+I ever heard.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;My dear child was looking forward with great pleasure
+to the visit you had been so good as to arrange for
+her to your charming daughter.&quot; Here he made me a
+gallant but melancholy bow. &quot;In the meantime we had
+an invitation to my old friend the Count Carlsfeld,
+whose schloss is about six leagues to the other side of
+Karnstein. It was to attend the series of fetes which,
+you remember, were given by him in honor of his
+illustrious visitor, the Grand Duke Charles.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Yes; and very splendid, I believe, they were,&quot; said
+my father.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Princely! But then his hospitalities are quite regal.
+He has Aladdin's lamp. The night from which my
+sorrow dates was devoted to a magnificent masquerade.
+The grounds were thrown open, the trees hung with
+colored lamps. There was such a display of fireworks
+as Paris itself had never witnessed. And such music--music,
+you know, is my weakness--such ravishing
+music! The finest instrumental band, perhaps, in the
+world, and the finest singers who could be collected
+from all the great operas in Europe. As you wandered
+through these fantastically illuminated grounds, the
+moon-lighted chateau throwing a rosy light from its
+long rows of windows, you would suddenly hear these
+ravishing voices stealing from the silence of some
+grove, or rising from boats upon the lake. I felt myself,
+as I looked and listened, carried back into the romance
+and poetry of my early youth.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;When the fireworks were ended, and the ball beginning,
+we returned to the noble suite of rooms that were
+thrown open to the dancers. A masked ball, you know,
+is a beautiful sight; but so brilliant a spectacle of the
+kind I never saw before.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;It was a very aristocratic assembly. I was myself
+almost the only 'nobody' present.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;My dear child was looking quite beautiful. She wore
+no mask. Her excitement and delight added an unspeakable
+charm to her features, always lovely. I remarked
+a young lady, dressed magnificently, but wearing
+a mask, who appeared to me to be observing my
+ward with extraordinary interest. I had seen her, earlier
+in the evening, in the great hall, and again, for a few
+minutes, walking near us, on the terrace under the
+castle windows, similarly employed. A lady, also
+masked, richly and gravely dressed, and with a stately
+air, like a person of rank, accompanied her as a chaperon.</p>
+
+<p>Had the young lady not worn a mask, I could, of
+course, have been much more certain upon the question
+whether she was really watching my poor darling.</p>
+
+<p>I am now well assured that she was.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;We were now in one of the salons. My poor dear
+child had been dancing, and was resting a little in one
+of the chairs near the door; I was standing near. The
+two ladies I have mentioned had approached and the
+younger took the chair next my ward; while her companion
+stood beside me, and for a little time addressed
+herself, in a low tone, to her charge.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Availing herself of the privilege of her mask, she
+turned to me, and in the tone of an old friend, and
+calling me by my name, opened a conversation with
+me, which piqued my curiosity a good deal. She referred
+to many scenes where she had met me--at
+Court, and at distinguished houses. She alluded to
+little incidents which I had long ceased to think of,
+but which, I found, had only lain in abeyance in my
+memory, for they instantly started into life at her
+touch.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I became more and more curious to ascertain who
+she was, every moment. She parried my attempts to
+discover very adroitly and pleasantly. The knowledge
+she showed of many passages in my life seemed to me
+all but unaccountable; and she appeared to take a not
+unnatural pleasure in foiling my curiosity, and in
+seeing me flounder in my eager perplexity, from one
+conjecture to another.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;In the meantime the young lady, whom her mother
+called by the odd name of Millarca, when she once or
+twice addressed her, had, with the same ease and grace,
+got into conversation with my ward.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;She introduced herself by saying that her mother
+was a very old acquaintance of mine. She spoke of the
+agreeable audacity which a mask rendered practicable;
+she talked like a friend; she admired her dress, and
+insinuated very prettily her admiration of her beauty.
+She amused her with laughing criticisms upon the
+people who crowded the ballroom, and laughed at my
+poor child's fun. She was very witty and lively when
+she pleased, and after a time they had grown very good
+friends, and the young stranger lowered her mask,
+displaying a remarkably beautiful face. I had never seen
+it before, neither had my dear child. But though it was
+new to us, the features were so engaging, as well as
+lovely, that it was impossible not to feel the attraction
+powerfully. My poor girl did so. I never saw anyone
+more taken with another at first sight, unless, indeed,
+it was the stranger herself, who seemed quite to have
+lost her heart to her.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;In the meantime, availing myself of the license of
+a masquerade, I put not a few questions to the elder
+lady.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;'You have puzzled me utterly,' I said, laughing. 'Is
+that not enough?</p>
+
+<p>Won't you, now, consent to stand on equal terms,
+and do me the kindness to remove your mask?'</p>
+
+<p>&quot;'Can any request be more unreasonable?' she replied.
+'Ask a lady to yield an advantage! Beside, how
+do you know you should recognize me? Years make
+changes.'</p>
+
+<p>&quot;'As you see,' I said, with a bow, and, I suppose, a
+rather melancholy little laugh.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;'As philosophers tell us,' she said; 'and how do you
+know that a sight of my face would help you?'</p>
+
+<p>&quot;'I should take chance for that,' I answered. 'It is vain
+trying to make yourself out an old woman; your figure
+betrays you.'</p>
+
+<p>&quot;'Years, nevertheless, have passed since I saw you,
+rather since you saw me, for that is what I am considering.
+Millarca, there, is my daughter; I cannot then be
+young, even in the opinion of people whom time has
+taught to be indulgent, and I may not like to be
+compared with what you remember me.</p>
+
+<p>You have no mask to remove. You can offer me
+nothing in exchange.'</p>
+
+<p>&quot;'My petition is to your pity, to remove it.'</p>
+
+<p>&quot;'And mine to yours, to let it stay where it is,' she
+replied.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;'Well, then, at least you will tell me whether you are
+French or German; you speak both languages so perfectly.'</p>
+
+<p>&quot;'I don't think I shall tell you that, General; you
+intend a surprise, and are meditating the particular
+point of attack.'</p>
+
+<p>&quot;'At all events, you won't deny this,' I said, 'that
+being honored by your permission to converse, I ought
+to know how to address you. Shall I say Madame la
+Comtesse?'</p>
+
+<p>&quot;She laughed, and she would, no doubt, have met
+me with another evasion--if, indeed, I can treat any
+occurrence in an interview every circumstance of
+which was prearranged, as I now believe, with the
+profoundest cunning, as liable to be modified by accident.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;'As to that,' she began; but she was interrupted,
+almost as she opened her lips, by a gentleman, dressed
+in black, who looked particularly elegant and distinguished,
+with this drawback, that his face was the most
+deadly pale I ever saw, except in death. He was in no
+masquerade--in the plain evening dress of a gentleman;
+and he said, without a smile, but with a courtly
+and unusually low bow:--</p>
+
+<p>&quot;'Will Madame la Comtesse permit me to say a very
+few words which may interest her?'</p>
+
+<p>&quot;The lady turned quickly to him, and touched her
+lip in token of silence; she then said to me, 'Keep my
+place for me, General; I shall return when I have said
+a few words.'</p>
+
+<p>&quot;And with this injunction, playfully given, she
+walked a little aside with the gentleman in black, and
+talked for some minutes, apparently very earnestly.
+They then walked away slowly together in the crowd,
+and I lost them for some minutes.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I spent the interval in cudgeling my brains for a
+conjecture as to the identity of the lady who seemed
+to remember me so kindly, and I was thinking of
+turning about and joining in the conversation between
+my pretty ward and the Countess's daughter, and trying
+whether, by the time she returned, I might not have
+a surprise in store for her, by having her name, title,
+chateau, and estates at my fingers' ends. But at this
+moment she returned, accompanied by the pale man
+in black, who said:</p>
+
+<p>&quot;'I shall return and inform Madame la Comtesse
+when her carriage is at the door.'</p>
+
+<p>&quot;He withdrew with a bow.&quot;</p>
+
+
+<br /><br /><hr style="width: 35%;" /><br /><br />
+<h2>XII</h2>
+<br />
+
+<p><b>A Petition</b></p>
+
+<p>&quot;'Then we are to lose Madame la Comtesse, but I
+hope only for a few hours,' I said, with a low bow.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;'It may be that only, or it may be a few weeks. It
+was very unlucky his speaking to me just now as he
+did. Do you now know me?'</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I assured her I did not.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;'You shall know me,' she said, 'but not at present.
+We are older and better friends than, perhaps, you
+suspect. I cannot yet declare myself. I shall in three
+weeks pass your beautiful schloss, about which I have
+been making enquiries. I shall then look in upon you
+for an hour or two, and renew a friendship which I
+never think of without a thousand pleasant recollections.
+This moment a piece of news has reached me
+like a thunderbolt. I must set out now, and travel by a
+devious route, nearly a hundred miles, with all the
+dispatch I can possibly make. My perplexities multiply.
+I am only deterred by the compulsory reserve I practice
+as to my name from making a very singular request of
+you. My poor child has not quite recovered her
+strength. Her horse fell with her, at a hunt which she
+had ridden out to witness, her nerves have not yet
+recovered the shock, and our physician says that she
+must on no account exert herself for some time to
+come. We came here, in consequence, by very easy
+stages--hardly six leagues a day. I must now travel day
+and night, on a mission of life and death--a mission
+the critical and momentous nature of which I shall be
+able to explain to you when we meet, as I hope we shall,
+in a few weeks, without the necessity of any concealment.'</p>
+
+<p>&quot;She went on to make her petition, and it was in the
+tone of a person from whom such a request amounted
+to conferring, rather than seeking a favor.</p>
+
+<p>This was only in manner, and, as it seemed, quite
+unconsciously. Than the terms in which it was expressed,
+nothing could be more deprecatory. It was
+simply that I would consent to take charge of her
+daughter during her absence.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;This was, all things considered, a strange, not to say,
+an audacious request. She in some sort disarmed me,
+by stating and admitting everything that could be
+urged against it, and throwing herself entirely upon my
+chivalry. At the same moment, by a fatality that seems
+to have predetermined all that happened, my poor
+child came to my side, and, in an undertone, besought
+me to invite her new friend, Millarca, to pay us a visit.
+She had just been sounding her, and thought, if her
+mamma would allow her, she would like it extremely.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;At another time I should have told her to wait a
+little, until, at least, we knew who they were. But I had
+not a moment to think in. The two ladies assailed me
+together, and I must confess the refined and beautiful
+face of the young lady, about which there was something
+extremely engaging, as well as the elegance and
+fire of high birth, determined me; and, quite overpowered,
+I submitted, and undertook, too easily, the care
+of the young lady, whom her mother called Millarca.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;The Countess beckoned to her daughter, who listened
+with grave attention while she told her, in general
+terms, how suddenly and peremptorily she had been
+summoned, and also of the arrangement she had made
+for her under my care, adding that I was one of her
+earliest and most valued friends.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I made, of course, such speeches as the case seemed
+to call for, and found myself, on reflection, in a position
+which I did not half like.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;The gentleman in black returned, and very ceremoniously
+conducted the lady from the room.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;The demeanor of this gentleman was such as to
+impress me with the conviction that the Countess was
+a lady of very much more importance than her modest
+title alone might have led me to assume.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Her last charge to me was that no attempt was to
+be made to learn more about her than I might have
+already guessed, until her return. Our distinguished
+host, whose guest she was, knew her reasons.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;'But here,' she said, 'neither I nor my daughter
+could safely remain for more than a day. I removed
+my mask imprudently for a moment, about an hour
+ago, and, too late, I fancied you saw me. So I resolved
+to seek an opportunity of talking a little to you. Had
+I found that you had seen me, I would have thrown
+myself on your high sense of honor to keep my secret
+some weeks. As it is, I am satisfied that you did not see
+me; but if you now suspect, or, on reflection, should
+suspect, who I am, I commit myself, in like manner,
+entirely to your honor. My daughter will observe the
+same secrecy, and I well know that you will, from time
+to time, remind her, lest she should thoughtlessly
+disclose it.'</p>
+
+<p>&quot;She whispered a few words to her daughter, kissed
+her hurriedly twice, and went away, accompanied by
+the pale gentleman in black, and disappeared in the
+crowd.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;'In the next room,' said Millarca, 'there is a window
+that looks upon the hall door. I should like to see the
+last of mamma, and to kiss my hand to her.'</p>
+
+<p>&quot;We assented, of course, and accompanied her to the
+window. We looked out, and saw a handsome old-fashioned
+carriage, with a troop of couriers and footmen.
+We saw the slim figure of the pale gentleman in black,
+as he held a thick velvet cloak, and placed it about her
+shoulders and threw the hood over her head. She
+nodded to him, and just touched his hand with hers.
+He bowed low repeatedly as the door closed, and the
+carriage began to move.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;'She is gone,' said Millarca, with a sigh.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;'She is gone,' I repeated to myself, for the first time--in
+the hurried moments that had elapsed since my
+consent--reflecting upon the folly of my act.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;'She did not look up,' said the young lady, plaintively.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;'The Countess had taken off her mask, perhaps, and
+did not care to show her face,' I said; 'and she could
+not know that you were in the window.'</p>
+
+<p>&quot;She sighed, and looked in my face. She was so
+beautiful that I relented. I was sorry I had for a moment
+repented of my hospitality, and I determined to make
+her amends for the unavowed churlishness of my reception.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;The young lady, replacing her mask, joined my
+ward in persuading me to return to the grounds, where
+the concert was soon to be renewed. We did so, and
+walked up and down the terrace that lies under the
+castle windows.</p>
+
+<p>Millarca became very intimate with us, and amused
+us with lively descriptions and stories of most of the
+great people whom we saw upon the terrace. I liked her
+more and more every minute. Her gossip without
+being ill-natured, was extremely diverting to me, who
+had been so long out of the great world. I thought what
+life she would give to our sometimes lonely evenings
+at home.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;This ball was not over until the morning sun had
+almost reached the horizon. It pleased the Grand Duke
+to dance till then, so loyal people could not go away,
+or think of bed.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;We had just got through a crowded saloon, when
+my ward asked me what had become of Millarca. I
+thought she had been by her side, and she fancied she
+was by mine. The fact was, we had lost her.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;All my efforts to find her were vain. I feared that
+she had mistaken, in the confusion of a momentary
+separation from us, other people for her new friends,
+and had, possibly, pursued and lost them in the extensive
+grounds which were thrown open to us.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Now, in its full force, I recognized a new folly in
+my having undertaken the charge of a young lady
+without so much as knowing her name; and fettered
+as I was by promises, of the reasons for imposing which
+I knew nothing, I could not even point my inquiries
+by saying that the missing young lady was the daughter
+of the Countess who had taken her departure a few
+hours before.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Morning broke. It was clear daylight before I gave
+up my search. It was not till near two o'clock next day
+that we heard anything of my missing charge.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;At about that time a servant knocked at my niece's
+door, to say that he had been earnestly requested by a
+young lady, who appeared to be in great distress, to
+make out where she could find the General Baron
+Spielsdorf and the young lady his daughter, in whose
+charge she had been left by her mother.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;There could be no doubt, notwithstanding the
+slight inaccuracy, that our young friend had turned
+up; and so she had. Would to heaven we had lost her!</p>
+
+<p>&quot;She told my poor child a story to account for her
+having failed to recover us for so long. Very late, she
+said, she had got to the housekeeper's bedroom in
+despair of finding us, and had then fallen into a deep
+sleep which, long as it was, had hardly sufficed to
+recruit her strength after the fatigues of the ball.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;That day Millarca came home with us. I was only
+too happy, after all, to have secured so charming a
+companion for my dear girl.&quot;</p>
+
+
+<br /><br /><hr style="width: 35%;" /><br /><br />
+<h2>XIII</h2>
+<br />
+
+<p><b>The Woodman</b></p>
+
+<p>&quot;There soon, however, appeared some drawbacks. In
+the first place, Millarca complained of extreme languor--the
+weakness that remained after her late illness--and
+she never emerged from her room till the afternoon
+was pretty far advanced. In the next place, it was
+accidentally discovered, although she always locked her
+door on the inside, and never disturbed the key from
+its place till she admitted the maid to assist at her toilet,
+that she was undoubtedly sometimes absent from her
+room in the very early morning, and at various times
+later in the day, before she wished it to be understood
+that she was stirring. She was repeatedly seen from the
+windows of the schloss, in the first faint grey of the
+morning, walking through the trees, in an easterly
+direction, and looking like a person in a trance. This
+convinced me that she walked in her sleep. But this
+hypothesis did not solve the puzzle. How did she pass
+out from her room, leaving the door locked on the
+inside? How did she escape from the house without
+unbarring door or window?</p>
+
+<p>&quot;In the midst of my perplexities, an anxiety of a far
+more urgent kind presented itself.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;My dear child began to lose her looks and health,
+and that in a manner so mysterious, and even horrible,
+that I became thoroughly frightened.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;She was at first visited by appalling dreams; then,
+as she fancied, by a specter, sometimes resembling
+Millarca, sometimes in the shape of a beast, indistinctly
+seen, walking round the foot of her bed, from
+side to side.</p>
+
+<p>Lastly came sensations. One, not unpleasant, but
+very peculiar, she said, resembled the flow of an icy
+stream against her breast. At a later time, she felt
+something like a pair of large needles pierce her, a little
+below the throat, with a very sharp pain. A few nights
+after, followed a gradual and convulsive sense of strangulation;
+then came unconsciousness.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>I could hear distinctly every word the kind old
+General was saying, because by this time we were driving
+upon the short grass that spreads on either side of
+the road as you approach the roofless village which had
+not shown the smoke of a chimney for more than half
+a century.</p>
+
+<p>You may guess how strangely I felt as I heard my own
+symptoms so exactly described in those which had
+been experienced by the poor girl who, but for the
+catastrophe which followed, would have been at that
+moment a visitor at my father's chateau. You may
+suppose, also, how I felt as I heard him detail habits
+and mysterious peculiarities which were, in fact, those
+of our beautiful guest, Carmilla!</p>
+
+<p>A vista opened in the forest; we were on a sudden
+under the chimneys and gables of the ruined village,
+and the towers and battlements of the dismantled
+castle, round which gigantic trees are grouped, overhung
+us from a slight eminence.</p>
+
+<p>In a frightened dream I got down from the carriage,
+and in silence, for we had each abundant matter for
+thinking; we soon mounted the ascent, and were
+among the spacious chambers, winding stairs, and dark
+corridors of the castle.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;And this was once the palatial residence of the
+Karnsteins!&quot; said the old General at length, as from a
+great window he looked out across the village, and saw
+the wide, undulating expanse of forest. &quot;It was a bad
+family, and here its bloodstained annals were written,&quot;
+he continued. &quot;It is hard that they should, after death,
+continue to plague the human race with their atrocious
+lusts. That is the chapel of the Karnsteins, down there.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>He pointed down to the grey walls of the Gothic
+building partly visible through the foliage, a little way
+down the steep. &quot;And I hear the axe of a woodman,&quot;
+he added, &quot;busy among the trees that surround it; he
+possibly may give us the information of which I am
+in search, and point out the grave of Mircalla, Countess
+of Karnstein. These rustics preserve the local traditions
+of great families, whose stories die out among the
+rich and titled so soon as the families themselves
+become extinct.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;We have a portrait, at home, of Mircalla, the Countess
+Karnstein; should you like to see it?&quot; asked my
+father.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Time enough, dear friend,&quot; replied the General. &quot;I
+believe that I have seen the original; and one motive
+which has led me to you earlier than I at first intended,
+was to explore the chapel which we are now approaching.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;What! see the Countess Mircalla,&quot; exclaimed my
+father; &quot;why, she has been dead more than a century!&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Not so dead as you fancy, I am told,&quot; answered the
+General.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I confess, General, you puzzle me utterly,&quot; replied
+my father, looking at him, I fancied, for a moment
+with a return of the suspicion I detected before. But
+although there was anger and detestation, at times, in
+the old General's manner, there was nothing flighty.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;There remains to me,&quot; he said, as we passed under
+the heavy arch of the Gothic church--for its dimensions
+would have justified its being so styled--&quot;but
+one object which can interest me during the few years
+that remain to me on earth, and that is to wreak on
+her the vengeance which, I thank God, may still be
+accomplished by a mortal arm.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;What vengeance can you mean?&quot; asked my father,
+in increasing amazement.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I mean, to decapitate the monster,&quot; he answered,
+with a fierce flush, and a stamp that echoed mournfully
+through the hollow ruin, and his clenched hand was
+at the same moment raised, as if it grasped the handle
+of an axe, while he shook it ferociously in the air.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;What?&quot; exclaimed my father, more than ever bewildered.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;To strike her head off.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Cut her head off!&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Aye, with a hatchet, with a spade, or with anything
+that can cleave through her murderous throat. You
+shall hear,&quot; he answered, trembling with rage. And
+hurrying forward he said:</p>
+
+<p>&quot;That beam will answer for a seat; your dear child is
+fatigued; let her be seated, and I will, in a few sentences,
+close my dreadful story.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The squared block of wood, which lay on the grass-grown
+pavement of the chapel, formed a bench on
+which I was very glad to seat myself, and in the meantime
+the General called to the woodman, who had been
+removing some boughs which leaned upon the old
+walls; and, axe in hand, the hardy old fellow stood
+before us.</p>
+
+<p>He could not tell us anything of these monuments;
+but there was an old man, he said, a ranger of this
+forest, at present sojourning in the house of the priest,
+about two miles away, who could point out every
+monument of the old Karnstein family; and, for a
+trifle, he undertook to bring him back with him, if we
+would lend him one of our horses, in little more than
+half an hour.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Have you been long employed about this forest?&quot;
+asked my father of the old man.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I have been a woodman here,&quot; he answered in his
+patois, &quot;under the forester, all my days; so has my
+rather before me, and so on, as many generations as I
+can count up. I could show You the very house in the
+village here, in which my ancestors lived.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;How came the village to be deserted?&quot; asked the
+General.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;It was troubled by revenants, sir; several were
+tracked to their graves, there detected by the usual tests,
+and extinguished in the usual way, by decapitation, by
+the stake, and by burning; but not until many of the
+villagers were killed.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;But after all these proceedings according to law,&quot;
+he continued--&quot;so many graves opened, and so many
+vampires deprived of their horrible animation--the
+village was not relieved. But a Moravian nobleman,
+who happened to be traveling this way, heard how
+matters were, and being skilled--as many people are
+in his country--in such affairs, he offered to deliver
+the village from its tormentor. He did so thus: There
+being a bright moon that night, he ascended, shortly
+after sunset, the towers of the chapel here, from whence
+he could distinctly see the churchyard beneath him;
+you can see it from that window. From this point he
+watched until he saw the vampire come out of his
+grave, and place near it the linen clothes in which he
+had been folded, and then glide away towards the
+village to plague its inhabitants.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;The stranger, having seen all this, came down from
+the steeple, took the linen wrappings of the vampire,
+and carried them up to the top of the tower, which he
+again mounted. When the vampire returned from his
+prowlings and missed his clothes, he cried furiously to
+the Moravian, whom he saw at the summit of the
+tower, and who, in reply, beckoned him to ascend and
+take them. Whereupon the vampire, accepting his invitation,
+began to climb the steeple, and so soon as he
+had reached the battlements, the Moravian, with a
+stroke of his sword, clove his skull in twain, hurling
+him down to the churchyard, whither, descending by
+the winding stairs, the stranger followed and cut his
+head off, and next day delivered it and the body to the
+villagers, who duly impaled and burnt them.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;This Moravian nobleman had authority from the
+then head of the family to remove the tomb of Mircalla,
+Countess Karnstein, which he did effectually, so
+that in a little while its site was quite forgotten.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Can you point out where it stood?&quot; asked the General,
+eagerly.</p>
+
+<p>The forester shook his head, and smiled.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Not a soul living could tell you that now,&quot; he said;
+&quot;besides, they say her body was removed; but no one
+is sure of that either.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Having thus spoken, as time pressed, he dropped his
+axe and departed, leaving us to hear the remainder of
+the General's strange story.</p>
+
+
+<br /><br /><hr style="width: 35%;" /><br /><br />
+<h2>XIV</h2>
+<br />
+
+<p><b>The Meeting</b></p>
+
+<p>&quot;My beloved child,&quot;he resumed,&quot;was now growing
+rapidly worse. The physician who attended her had
+failed to produce the slightest impression on her disease,
+for such I then supposed it to be. He saw my
+alarm, and suggested a consultation. I called in an abler
+physician, from Gratz.</p>
+
+<p>Several days elapsed before he arrived. He was a good
+and pious, as well as a leaned man. Having seen my
+poor ward together, they withdrew to my library to
+confer and discuss. I, from the adjoining room, where
+I awaited their summons, heard these two gentlemen's
+voices raised in something sharper than a strictly philosophical
+discussion. I knocked at the door and entered.
+I found the old physician from Gratz maintaining his
+theory. His rival was combating it with undisguised
+ridicule, accompanied with bursts of laughter. This
+unseemly manifestation subsided and the altercation
+ended on my entrance.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;'Sir,' said my first physician,'my learned brother
+seems to think that you want a conjuror, and not a
+doctor.'</p>
+
+<p>&quot;'Pardon me,' said the old physician from Gratz,
+looking displeased, 'I shall state my own view of the
+case in my own way another time. I grieve, Monsieur
+le General, that by my skill and science I can be of no
+use.</p>
+
+<p>Before I go I shall do myself the honor to suggest
+something to you.'</p>
+
+<p>&quot;He seemed thoughtful, and sat down at a table and
+began to write.</p>
+
+<p>Profoundly disappointed, I made my bow, and as I
+turned to go, the other doctor pointed over his shoulder
+to his companion who was writing, and then, with
+a shrug, significantly touched his forehead.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;This consultation, then, left me precisely where I
+was. I walked out into the grounds, all but distracted.
+The doctor from Gratz, in ten or fifteen minutes,
+overtook me. He apologized for having followed me,
+but said that he could not conscientiously take his
+leave without a few words more. He told me that he
+could not be mistaken; no natural disease exhibited
+the same symptoms; and that death was already very
+near. There remained, however, a day, or possibly two,
+of life. If the fatal seizure were at once arrested, with
+great care and skill her strength might possibly return.
+But all hung now upon the confines of the irrevocable.
+One more assault might extinguish the last spark of
+vitality which is, every moment, ready to die.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;'And what is the nature of the seizure you speak
+of?' I entreated.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;'I have stated all fully in this note, which I place in
+your hands upon the distinct condition that you send
+for the nearest clergyman, and open my letter in his
+presence, and on no account read it till he is with you;
+you would despise it else, and it is a matter of life and
+death. Should the priest fail you, then, indeed, you may
+read it.'</p>
+
+<p>&quot;He asked me, before taking his leave finally,
+whether I would wish to see a man curiously learned
+upon the very subject, which, after I had read his letter,
+would probably interest me above all others, and he
+urged me earnestly to invite him to visit him there; and
+so took his leave.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;The ecclesiastic was absent, and I read the letter by
+myself. At another time, or in another case, it might
+have excited my ridicule. But into what quackeries will
+not people rush for a last chance, where all accustomed
+means have failed, and the life of a beloved object is
+at stake?</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Nothing, you will say, could be more absurd than
+the learned man's letter.</p>
+
+<p>It was monstrous enough to have consigned him to
+a madhouse. He said that the patient was suffering
+from the visits of a vampire! The punctures which she
+described as having occurred near the throat, were, he
+insisted, the insertion of those two long, thin, and
+sharp teeth which, it is well known, are peculiar to
+vampires; and there could be no doubt, he added, as
+to the well-defined presence of the small livid mark
+which all concurred in describing as that induced by
+the demon's lips, and every symptom described by the
+sufferer was in exact conformity with those recorded
+in every case of a similar visitation.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Being myself wholly skeptical as to the existence of
+any such portent as the vampire, the supernatural
+theory of the good doctor furnished, in my opinion,
+but another instance of learning and intelligence oddly
+associated with someone hallucination. I was so miserable,
+however, that, rather than try nothing, I acted
+upon the instructions of the letter.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I concealed myself in the dark dressing room, that
+opened upon the poor patient's room, in which a
+candle was burning, and watched there till she was fast
+asleep. I stood at the door, peeping through the small
+crevice, my sword laid on the table beside me, as my
+directions prescribed, until, a little after one, I saw a
+large black object, very ill-defined, crawl, as it seemed
+to me, over the foot of the bed, and swiftly spread itself
+up to the poor girl's throat, where it swelled, in a
+moment, into a great, palpitating mass.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;For a few moments I had stood petrified. I now
+sprang forward, with my sword in my hand. The black
+creature suddenly contracted towards the foot of the
+bed, glided over it, and, standing on the floor about a
+yard below the foot of the bed, with a glare of skulking
+ferocity and horror fixed on me, I saw Millarca. Speculating
+I know not what, I struck at her instantly with
+my sword; but I saw her standing near the door, unscathed.
+Horrified, I pursued, and struck again. She
+was gone; and my sword flew to shivers against the
+door.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I can't describe to you all that passed on that
+horrible night. The whole house was up and stirring.
+The specter Millarca was gone. But her victim was
+sinking fast, and before the morning dawned, she
+died.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The old General was agitated. We did not speak to
+him. My father walked to some little distance, and
+began reading the inscriptions on the tombstones; and
+thus occupied, he strolled into the door of a side chapel
+to prosecute his researches. The General leaned against
+the wall, dried his eyes, and sighed heavily. I was
+relieved on hearing the voices of Carmilla and Madame,
+who were at that moment approaching. The
+voices died away.</p>
+
+<p>In this solitude, having just listened to so strange a
+story, connected, as it was, with the great and titled
+dead, whose monuments were moldering among the
+dust and ivy round us, and every incident of which
+bore so awfully upon my own mysterious case--in this
+haunted spot, darkened by the towering foliage that
+rose on every side, dense and high above its noiseless
+walls--a horror began to steal over me, and my heart
+sank as I thought that my friends were, after all, not
+about to enter and disturb this triste and ominous
+scene.</p>
+
+<p>The old General's eyes were fixed on the ground, as
+he leaned with his hand upon the basement of a
+shattered monument.</p>
+
+<p>Under a narrow, arched doorway, surmounted by
+one of those demoniacal grotesques in which the cynical
+and ghastly fancy of old Gothic carving delights, I
+saw very gladly the beautiful face and figure of Carmilla
+enter the shadowy chapel.</p>
+
+<p>I was just about to rise and speak, and nodded
+smiling, in answer to her peculiarly engaging smile;
+when with a cry, the old man by my side caught up
+the woodman's hatchet, and started forward. On seeing
+him a brutalized change came over her features. It was
+an instantaneous and horrible transformation, as she
+made a crouching step backwards. Before I could utter
+a scream, he struck at her with all his force, but she
+dived under his blow, and unscathed, caught him in
+her tiny grasp by the wrist. He struggled for a moment
+to release his arm, but his hand opened, the axe fell to
+the ground, and the girl was gone.</p>
+
+<p>He staggered against the wall. His grey hair stood
+upon his head, and a moisture shone over his face, as
+if he were at the point of death.</p>
+
+<p>The frightful scene had passed in a moment. The
+first thing I recollect after, is Madame standing before
+me, and impatiently repeating again and again, the
+question, &quot;Where is Mademoiselle Carmilla?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>I answered at length, &quot;I don't know--I can't tell--she
+went there,&quot; and I pointed to the door through
+which Madame had just entered; &quot;only a minute or
+two since.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;But I have been standing there, in the passage, ever
+since Mademoiselle Carmilla entered; and she did not
+return.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>She then began to call &quot;Carmilla,&quot; through every
+door and passage and from the windows, but no answer
+came.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;She called herself Carmilla?&quot; asked the General, still
+agitated.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Carmilla, yes,&quot; I answered.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Aye,&quot; he said; &quot;that is Millarca. That is the same
+person who long ago was called Mircalla, Countess
+Karnstein. Depart from this accursed ground, my poor
+child, as quickly as you can. Drive to the clergyman's
+house, and stay there till we come. Begone! May you
+never behold Carmilla more; you will not find her
+here.&quot;</p>
+
+
+<br /><br /><hr style="width: 35%;" /><br /><br />
+<h2>XV</h2>
+<br />
+
+<p><b>Ordeal and Execution</b></p>
+
+<p>As he spoke one of the strangest looking men I ever
+beheld entered the chapel at the door through which
+Carmilla had made her entrance and her exit. He was
+tall, narrow-chested, stooping, with high shoulders,
+and dressed in black. His face was brown and dried in
+with deep furrows; he wore an oddly-shaped hat with
+a broad leaf. His hair, long and grizzled, hung on his
+shoulders. He wore a pair of gold spectacles, and
+walked slowly, with an odd shambling gait, with his
+face sometimes turned up to the sky, and sometimes
+bowed down towards the ground, seemed to wear a
+perpetual smile; his long thin arms were swinging, and
+his lank hands, in old black gloves ever so much too
+wide for them, waving and gesticulating in utter abstraction.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;The very man!&quot; exclaimed the General, advancing
+with manifest delight. &quot;My dear Baron, how happy I
+am to see you, I had no hope of meeting you so soon.&quot;
+He signed to my father, who had by this time returned,
+and leading the fantastic old gentleman, whom he
+called the Baron to meet him. He introduced him
+formally, and they at once entered into earnest conversation.
+The stranger took a roll of paper from his
+pocket, and spread it on the worn surface of a tomb
+that stood by. He had a pencil case in his fingers, with
+which he traced imaginary lines from point to point
+on the paper, which from their often glancing from it,
+together, at certain points of the building, I concluded
+to be a plan of the chapel. He accompanied, what I
+may term, his lecture, with occasional readings from a
+dirty little book, whose yellow leaves were closely written
+over.</p>
+
+<p>They sauntered together down the side aisle, opposite
+to the spot where I was standing, conversing as they
+went; then they began measuring distances by paces,
+and finally they all stood together, facing a piece of the
+sidewall, which they began to examine with great minuteness;
+pulling off the ivy that clung over it, and
+rapping the plaster with the ends of their sticks, scraping
+here, and knocking there. At length they ascertained
+the existence of a broad marble tablet, with
+letters carved in relief upon it.</p>
+
+<p>With the assistance of the woodman, who soon
+returned, a monumental inscription, and carved escutcheon,
+were disclosed. They proved to be those of
+the long lost monument of Mircalla, Countess Karnstein.</p>
+
+<p>The old General, though not I fear given to the
+praying mood, raised his hands and eyes to heaven, in
+mute thanksgiving for some moments.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Tomorrow,&quot; I heard him say; &quot;the commissioner
+will be here, and the Inquisition will be held according
+to law.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Then turning to the old man with the gold spectacles,
+whom I have described, he shook him warmly by
+both hands and said:</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Baron, how can I thank you? How can we all thank
+you? You will have delivered this region from a plague
+that has scourged its inhabitants for more than a
+century. The horrible enemy, thank God, is at last
+tracked.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>My father led the stranger aside, and the General
+followed. I know that he had led them out of hearing,
+that he might relate my case, and I saw them glance
+often quickly at me, as the discussion proceeded.</p>
+
+<p>My father came to me, kissed me again and again,
+and leading me from the chapel, said:</p>
+
+<p>&quot;It is time to return, but before we go home, we must
+add to our party the good priest, who lives but a little
+way from this; and persuade him to accompany us to
+the schloss.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>In this quest we were successful: and I was glad, being
+unspeakably fatigued when we reached home. But my
+satisfaction was changed to dismay, on discovering
+that there were no tidings of Carmilla. Of the scene
+that had occurred in the ruined chapel, no explanation
+was offered to me, and it was clear that it was a secret
+which my father for the present determined to keep
+from me.</p>
+
+<p>The sinister absence of Carmilla made the remembrance
+of the scene more horrible to me. The arrangements
+for the night were singular. Two servants, and
+Madame were to sit up in my room that night; and the
+ecclesiastic with my father kept watch in the adjoining
+dressing room.</p>
+
+<p>The priest had performed certain solemn rites that
+night, the purport of which I did not understand any
+more than I comprehended the reason of this extraordinary
+precaution taken for my safety during sleep.</p>
+
+<p>I saw all clearly a few days later.</p>
+
+<p>The disappearance of Carmilla was followed by the
+discontinuance of my nightly sufferings.</p>
+
+<p>You have heard, no doubt, of the appalling superstition
+that prevails in Upper and Lower Styria, in
+Moravia, Silesia, in Turkish Serbia, in Poland, even in
+Russia; the superstition, so we must call it, of the
+Vampire.</p>
+
+<p>If human testimony, taken with every care and solemnity,
+judicially, before commissions innumerable,
+each consisting of many members, all chosen for integrity
+and intelligence, and constituting reports more
+voluminous perhaps than exist upon any one other
+class of cases, is worth anything, it is difficult to deny,
+or even to doubt the existence of such a phenomenon
+as the Vampire.</p>
+
+<p>For my part I have heard no theory by which to
+explain what I myself have witnessed and experienced,
+other than that supplied by the ancient and well-attested
+belief of the country.</p>
+
+<p>The next day the formal proceedings took place in
+the Chapel of Karnstein.</p>
+
+<p>The grave of the Countess Mircalla was opened; and
+the General and my father recognized each his perfidious
+and beautiful guest, in the face now disclosed to
+view. The features, though a hundred and fifty years
+had passed since her funeral, were tinted with the
+warmth of life. Her eyes were open; no cadaverous
+smell exhaled from the coffin. The two medical men,
+one officially present, the other on the part of the
+promoter of the inquiry, attested the marvelous fact
+that there was a faint but appreciable respiration, and
+a corresponding action of the heart. The limbs were
+perfectly flexible, the flesh elastic; and the leaden coffin
+floated with blood, in which to a depth of seven inches,
+the body lay immersed.</p>
+
+<p>Here then, were all the admitted signs and proofs of
+vampirism. The body, therefore, in accordance with
+the ancient practice, was raised, and a sharp stake
+driven through the heart of the vampire, who uttered
+a piercing shriek at the moment, in all respects such as
+might escape from a living person in the last agony.
+Then the head was struck off, and a torrent of blood
+flowed from the severed neck. The body and head was
+next placed on a pile of wood, and reduced to ashes,
+which were thrown upon the river and borne away, and
+that territory has never since been plagued by the visits
+of a vampire.</p>
+
+<p>My father has a copy of the report of the Imperial
+Commission, with the signatures of all who were present
+at these proceedings, attached in verification of
+the statement. It is from this official paper that I have
+summarized my account of this last shocking scene.</p>
+
+
+<br /><br /><hr style="width: 35%;" /><br /><br />
+<h2>XVI</h2>
+<br />
+
+<p><b>Conclusion</b></p>
+
+<p>I write all this you suppose with composure. But far
+from it; I cannot think of it without agitation. Nothing
+but your earnest desire so repeatedly expressed, could
+have induced me to sit down to a task that has unstrung
+my nerves for months to come, and reinduced a
+shadow of the unspeakable horror which years after
+my deliverance continued to make my days and nights
+dreadful, and solitude insupportably terrific.</p>
+
+<p>Let me add a word or two about that quaint Baron
+Vordenburg, to whose curious lore we were indebted
+for the discovery of the Countess Mircalla's grave.</p>
+
+<p>He had taken up his abode in Gratz, where, living
+upon a mere pittance, which was all that remained to
+him of the once princely estates of his family, in Upper
+Styria, he devoted himself to the minute and laborious
+investigation of the marvelously authenticated tradition
+of Vampirism. He had at his fingers' ends all the
+great and little works upon the subject.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Magia Posthuma,&quot; &quot;Phlegon de Mirabilibus,&quot;
+&quot;Augustinus de cura pro Mortuis,&quot; &quot;Philosophicae et
+Christianae Cogitationes de Vampiris,&quot; by John Christofer
+Herenberg; and a thousand others, among which
+I remember only a few of those which he lent to my
+father. He had a voluminous digest of all the judicial
+cases, from which he had extracted a system of principles
+that appear to govern--some always, and others
+occasionally only--the condition of the vampire. I
+may mention, in passing, that the deadly pallor attributed
+to that sort of revenants, is a mere melodramatic
+fiction. They present, in the grave, and when they show
+themselves in human society, the appearance of
+healthy life. When disclosed to light in their coffins,
+they exhibit all the symptoms that are enumerated as
+those which proved the vampire-life of the long-dead
+Countess Karnstein.</p>
+
+<p>How they escape from their graves and return to
+them for certain hours every day, without displacing
+the clay or leaving any trace of disturbance in the state
+of the coffin or the cerements, has always been admitted
+to be utterly inexplicable. The amphibious existence
+of the vampire is sustained by daily renewed
+slumber in the grave. Its horrible lust for living blood
+supplies the vigor of its waking existence. The vampire
+is prone to be fascinated with an engrossing vehemence,
+resembling the passion of love, by particular
+persons. In pursuit of these it will exercise inexhaustible
+patience and stratagem, for access to a particular
+object may be obstructed in a hundred ways. It
+will never desist until it has satiated its passion, and
+drained the very life of its coveted victim. But it will,
+in these cases, husband and protract its murderous
+enjoyment with the refinement of an epicure, and
+heighten it by the gradual approaches of an artful
+courtship. In these cases it seems to yearn for something
+like sympathy and consent. In ordinary ones it
+goes direct to its object, overpowers with violence, and
+strangles and exhausts often at a single feast.</p>
+
+<p>The vampire is, apparently, subject, in certain situations,
+to special conditions. In the particular instance
+of which I have given you a relation, Mircalla seemed
+to be limited to a name which, if not her real one,
+should at least reproduce, without the omission or
+addition of a single letter, those, as we say, anagrammatically,
+which compose it.</p>
+
+<p>Carmilla did this; so did Millarca.</p>
+
+<p>My father related to the Baron Vordenburg, who
+remained with us for two or three weeks after the
+expulsion of Carmilla, the story about the Moravian
+nobleman and the vampire at Karnstein churchyard,
+and then he asked the Baron how he had discovered
+the exact position of the long-concealed tomb of the
+Countess Mircalla? The Baron's grotesque features
+puckered up into a mysterious smile; he looked down,
+still smiling on his worn spectacle case and fumbled
+with it. Then looking up, he said:</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I have many journals, and other papers, written by
+that remarkable man; the most curious among them
+is one treating of the visit of which you speak, to
+Karnstein. The tradition, of course, discolors and distorts
+a little. He might have been termed a Moravian
+nobleman, for he had changed his abode to that territory,
+and was, beside, a noble. But he was, in truth, a
+native of Upper Styria. It is enough to say that in very
+early youth he had been a passionate and favored lover
+of the beautiful Mircalla, Countess Karnstein. Her
+early death plunged him into inconsolable grief. It is
+the nature of vampires to increase and multiply, but
+according to an ascertained and ghostly law.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Assume, at starting, a territory perfectly free from
+that pest. How does it begin, and how does it multiply
+itself? I will tell you. A person, more or less wicked,
+puts an end to himself. A suicide, under certain circumstances,
+becomes a vampire. That specter visits
+living people in their slumbers; they die, and almost
+invariably, in the grave, develop into vampires. This
+happened in the case of the beautiful Mircalla, who
+was haunted by one of those demons. My ancestor,
+Vordenburg, whose title I still bear, soon discovered
+this, and in the course of the studies to which he
+devoted himself, learned a great deal more.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Among other things, he concluded that suspicion
+of vampirism would probably fall, sooner or later,
+upon the dead Countess, who in life had been his idol.
+He conceived a horror, be she what she might, of her
+remains being profaned by the outrage of a posthumous
+execution. He has left a curious paper to prove
+that the vampire, on its expulsion from its amphibious
+existence, is projected into a far more horrible life; and
+he resolved to save his once beloved Mircalla from this.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;He adopted the stratagem of a journey here, a
+pretended removal of her remains, and a real obliteration
+of her monument. When age had stolen upon
+him, and from the vale of years, he looked back on the
+scenes he was leaving, he considered, in a different
+spirit, what he had done, and a horror took possession
+of him. He made the tracings and notes which have
+guided me to the very spot, and drew up a confession
+of the deception that he had practiced. If he had
+intended any further action in this matter, death prevented
+him; and the hand of a remote descendant has,
+too late for many, directed the pursuit to the lair of
+the beast.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>We talked a little more, and among other things he
+said was this:</p>
+
+<p>&quot;One sign of the vampire is the power of the hand.
+The slender hand of Mircalla closed like a vice of steel
+on the General's wrist when he raised the hatchet to
+strike. But its power is not confined to its grasp; it
+leaves a numbness in the limb it seizes, which is slowly,
+if ever, recovered from.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The following Spring my father took me a tour
+through Italy. We remained away for more than a year.
+It was long before the terror of recent events subsided;
+and to this hour the image of Carmilla returns to
+memory with ambiguous alternations--sometimes the
+playful, languid, beautiful girl; sometimes the writhing
+fiend I saw in the ruined church; and often from a
+reverie I have started, fancying I heard the light step of
+Carmilla at the drawing room door.</p>
+
+<hr style="width: 25%;" />
+<b>Other books by J. Sheridan LeFanu</b><br />
+<br />
+The Cock and Anchor<br />
+Torlogh O'Brien<br />
+The House by the Churchyard<br />
+Uncle Silas<br />
+Checkmate<br />
+Carmilla<br />
+The Wyvern Mystery<br />
+Guy Deverell<br />
+Ghost Stories and Tales of Mystery<br />
+The Chronicles of Golden Friars<br />
+In a Glass Darkly<br />
+The Purcell Papers<br />
+The Watcher and Other Weird Stories<br />
+A Chronicle of Golden Friars and Other Stories<br />
+Madam Growl's Ghost and Other Tales of Mystery<br />
+Green Tea and Other Stories<br />
+Sheridan LeFanu: The Diabolic Genius<br />
+Best Ghost Stories of J.S. LeFanu<br />
+The Best Horror Stories<br />
+The Vampire Lovers and Other Stories<br />
+Ghost Stories and Mysteries<br />
+The Hours After Midnight<br />
+J.S. LeFanu: Ghost Stories and Mysteries<br />
+Ghost and Horror Stories<br />
+Green Tea and Other Ghost Stones<br />
+Carmilla and Other Classic Tales of Mystery<br />
+
+ </td>
+ </tr>
+</table>
+
+
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+<pre>
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