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SHERIDAN LE FANU, + +AUTHOR OF "UNCLE SILAS," &C. + +IN THREE VOLUMES. + +VOL. I. + + +LONDON: + +R. BENTLEY & SON, NEW BURLINGTON STREET. + +1872. + + + + +TO + +BRINSLEY HOMAN, ESQ. + +THESE VOLUMES ARE INSCRIBED, + +WITH MUCH AFFECTION, + +BY HIS OLD FRIEND + +THE AUTHOR. + + +In a Glass Darkly. + + +GREEN TEA. + + + + +PROLOGUE. + +MARTIN HESSELIUS, THE GERMAN PHYSICIAN. + + +Though carefully educated in medicine and surgery, I have never +practised either. The study of each continues, nevertheless, to interest +me profoundly. Neither idleness nor caprice caused my secession from the +honourable calling which I had just entered. The cause was a very +trifling scratch inflicted by a dissecting knife. This trifle cost me +the loss of two fingers, amputated promptly, and the more painful loss +of my health, for I have never been quite well since, and have seldom +been twelve months together in the same place. + +In my wanderings I became acquainted with Dr. Martin Hesselius, a +wanderer like myself, like me a physician, and like me an enthusiast in +his profession. Unlike me in this, that his wanderings were voluntary, +and he a man, if not of fortune, as we estimate fortune in England, at +least in what our forefathers used to term "easy circumstances." He was +an old man when I first saw him; nearly five-and-thirty years my senior. + +In Dr. Martin Hesselius, I found my master. His knowledge was immense, +his grasp of a case was an intuition. He was the very man to inspire a +young enthusiast, like me, with awe and delight. My admiration has stood +the test of time and survived the separation of death. I am sure it was +well-founded. + +For nearly twenty years I acted as his medical secretary. His immense +collection of papers he has left in my care, to be arranged, indexed and +bound. His treatment of some of these cases is curious. He writes in two +distinct characters. He describes what he saw and heard as an +intelligent layman might, and when in this style of narrative he had +seen the patient either through his own hall-door, to the light of day, +or through the gates of darkness to the caverns of the dead, he returns +upon the narrative, and in the terms of his art, and with all the force +and originality of genius, proceeds to the work of analysis, diagnosis +and illustration. + +Here and there a case strikes me as of a kind to amuse or horrify a lay +reader with an interest quite different from the peculiar one which it +may possess for an expert. With slight modifications, chiefly of +language, and of course a change of names, I copy the following. The +narrator is Dr. Martin Hesselius. I find it among the voluminous notes +of cases which he made during a tour in England about sixty-four years +ago. + +It is related in a series of letters to his friend Professor Van Loo of +Leyden. The professor was not a physician, but a chemist, and a man who +read history and metaphysics and medicine, and had, in his day, written +a play. + +The narrative is therefore, if somewhat less valuable as a medical +record, necessarily written in a manner more likely to interest an +unlearned reader. + +These letters, from a memorandum attached, appear to have been returned +on the death of the professor, in 1819, to Dr. Hesselius. They are +written, some in English, some in French, but the greater part in +German. I am a faithful, though I am conscious, by no means a graceful +translator, and although here and there, I omit some passages, and +shorten others and disguise names, I have interpolated nothing. + + + + +CHAPTER I. + +DR. HESSELIUS RELATES HOW HE MET THE REV. MR. JENNINGS. + + +The Rev. Mr. Jennings is tall and thin. He is middle-aged, and dresses +with a natty, old-fashioned, high-church precision. He is naturally a +little stately, but not at all stiff. His features, without being +handsome, are well formed, and their expression extremely kind, but also +shy. + +I met him one evening at Lady Mary Heyduke's. The modesty and +benevolence of his countenance are extremely prepossessing. We were but +a small party, and he joined agreeably enough in the conversation. He +seems to enjoy listening very much more than contributing to the talk; +but what he says is always to the purpose and well said. He is a great +favourite of Lady Mary's, who it seems, consults him upon many things, +and thinks him the most happy and blessed person on earth. Little knows +she about him. + +The Rev. Mr. Jennings is a bachelor, and has, they say, sixty thousand +pounds in the funds. He is a charitable man. He is most anxious to be +actively employed in his sacred profession, and yet though always +tolerably well elsewhere, when he goes down to his vicarage in +Warwickshire, to engage in the actual duties of his sacred calling his +health soon fails him, and in a very strange way. So says Lady Mary. + +There is no doubt that Mr. Jennings' health does break down in, +generally a sudden and mysterious way, sometimes in the very act of +officiating in his old and pretty church at Kenlis. It may be his heart, +it may be his brain. But so it has happened three or four times, or +oftener, that after proceeding a certain way in the service, he has on a +sudden stopped short, and after a silence, apparently quite unable to +resume, he has fallen into solitary, inaudible prayer, his hands and +eyes uplifted, and then pale as death, and in the agitation of a strange +shame and horror, descended trembling, and got into the vestry-room, +leaving his congregation, without explanation, to themselves. This +occurred when his curate was absent. When he goes down to Kenlis, now, +he always takes care to provide a clergyman to share his duty, and to +supply his place on the instant should he become thus suddenly +incapacitated. + +When Mr. Jennings breaks down quite, and beats a retreat from the +vicarage, and returns to London, where, in a dark street off Piccadilly, +he inhabits a very narrow house, Lady Mary says that he is always +perfectly well. I have my own opinion about that. There are degrees of +course. We shall see. + +Mr. Jennings is a perfectly gentleman-like man. People, however, remark +something odd. There is an impression a little ambiguous. One thing +which certainly contributes to it, people I think don't remember; or, +perhaps, distinctly remark. But I did, almost immediately. Mr. Jennings +has a way of looking sidelong upon the carpet, as if his eye followed +the movements of something there. This, of course, is not always. It +occurs only now and then. But often enough to give a certain oddity, as +I have said to his manner, and in this glance travelling along the +floor there is something both shy and anxious. + +A medical philosopher, as you are good enough to call me, elaborating +theories by the aid of cases sought out by himself, and by him watched +and scrutinised with more time at command, and consequently infinitely +more minuteness than the ordinary practitioner can afford, falls +insensibly into habits of observation, which accompany him everywhere, +and are exercised, as some people would say, impertinently, upon every +subject that presents itself with the least likelihood of rewarding +inquiry. + +There was a promise of this kind in the slight, timid, kindly, but +reserved gentleman, whom I met for the first time at this agreeable +little evening gathering. I observed, of course, more than I here set +down; but I reserve all that borders on the technical for a strictly +scientific paper. + +I may remark, that when I here speak of medical science, I do so, as I +hope some day to see it more generally understood, in a much more +comprehensive sense than its generally material treatment would warrant. +I believe the entire natural world is but the ultimate expression of +that spiritual world from which, and in which alone, it has its life. I +believe that the essential man is a spirit, that the spirit is an +organised substance, but as different in point of material from what we +ordinarily understand by matter, as light or electricity is; that the +material body is, in the most literal sense, a vesture, and death +consequently no interruption of the living man's existence, but simply +his extrication from the natural body--a process which commences at the +moment of what we term death, and the completion of which, at furthest a +few days later, is the resurrection "in power." + +The person who weighs the consequences of these positions will probably +see their practical bearing upon medical science. This is, however, by +no means the proper place for displaying the proofs and discussing the +consequences of this too generally unrecognised state of facts. + +In pursuance of my habit, I was covertly observing Mr. Jennings, with +all my caution--I think he perceived it--and I saw plainly that he was +as cautiously observing me. Lady Mary happening to address me by my +name, as Dr. Hesselius, I saw that he glanced at me more sharply, and +then became thoughtful for a few minutes. + +After this, as I conversed with a gentleman at the other end of the +room, I saw him look at me more steadily, and with an interest which I +thought I understood. I then saw him take an opportunity of chatting +with Lady Mary, and was, as one always is, perfectly aware of being the +subject of a distant inquiry and answer. + +This tall clergyman approached me by-and-by: and in a little time we had +got into conversation. When two people, who like reading, and know books +and places, having travelled, wish to converse, it is very strange if +they can't find topics. It was not accident that brought him near me, +and led him into conversation. He knew German, and had read my Essays on +Metaphysical Medicine which suggest more than they actually say. + +This courteous man, gentle, shy, plainly a man of thought and reading, +who moving and talking among us, was not altogether of us, and whom I +already suspected of leading a life whose transactions and alarms were +carefully concealed, with an impenetrable reserve from, not only the +world, but his best beloved friends--was cautiously weighing in his own +mind the idea of taking a certain step with regard to me. + +I penetrated his thoughts without his being aware of it, and was careful +to say nothing which could betray to his sensitive vigilance my +suspicions respecting his position, or my surmises about his plans +respecting myself. + +We chatted upon indifferent subjects for a time; but at last he said: + +"I was very much interested by some papers of yours, Dr. Hesselius, upon +what you term Metaphysical Medicine--I read them in German, ten or +twelve years ago--have they been translated?" + +"No, I'm sure they have not--I should have heard. They would have asked +my leave, I think." + +"I asked the publishers here, a few months ago, to get the book for me +in the original German; but they tell me it is out of print." + +"So it is, and has been for some years; but it flatters me as an author +to find that you have not forgotten my little book, although," I added, +laughing, "ten or twelve years is a considerable time to have managed +without it; but I suppose you have been turning the subject over again +in your mind, or something has happened lately to revive your interest +in it." + +At this remark, accompanied by a glance of inquiry, a sudden +embarrassment disturbed Mr. Jennings, analogous to that which makes a +young lady blush and look foolish. He dropped his eyes, and folded his +hands together uneasily, and looked oddly, and you would have said, +guiltily for a moment. + +I helped him out of his awkwardness in the best way, by appearing not to +observe it, and going straight on, I said: "Those revivals of interest +in a subject happen to me often; one book suggests another, and often +sends me back a wild-goose chase over an interval of twenty years. But +if you still care to possess a copy, I shall be only too happy to +provide you; I have still got two or three by me--and if you allow me to +present one I shall be very much honoured." + +"You are very good indeed," he said, quite at his ease again, in a +moment: "I almost despaired--I don't know how to thank you." + +"Pray don't say a word; the thing is really so little worth that I am +only ashamed of having offered it, and if you thank me any more I shall +throw it into the fire in a fit of modesty." + +Mr. Jennings laughed. He inquired where I was staying in London, and +after a little more conversation on a variety of subjects, he took his +departure. + + + + +CHAPTER II. + +THE DOCTOR QUESTIONS LADY MARY, AND SHE ANSWERS. + + +"I like your vicar so much, Lady Mary," said I, so soon as he was gone. +"He has read, travelled, and thought, and having also suffered, he ought +to be an accomplished companion." + +"So he is, and, better still, he is a really good man," said she. "His +advice is invaluable about my schools, and all my little undertakings at +Dawlbridge, and he's so painstaking, he takes so much trouble--you have +no idea--wherever he thinks he can be of use: he's so good-natured and +so sensible." + +"It is pleasant to hear so good an account of his neighbourly virtues. I +can only testify to his being an agreeable and gentle companion, and in +addition to what you have told me, I think I can tell you two or three +things about him," said I. + +"Really!" + +"Yes, to begin with, he's unmarried." + +"Yes, that's right,--go on." + +"He has been writing, that is he was, but for two or three years +perhaps, he has not gone on with his work, and the book was upon some +rather abstract subject--perhaps theology." + +"Well, he was writing a book, as you say; I'm not quite sure what it was +about, but only that it was nothing that I cared for, very likely you +are right, and he certainly did stop--yes." + +"And although he only drank a little coffee here to-night, he likes +tea, at least, did like it, extravagantly." + +"Yes, that's _quite_ true." + +"He drank green tea, a good deal, didn't he?" I pursued. + +"Well, that's very odd! Green tea was a subject on which we used almost +to quarrel." + +"But he has quite given that up," said I. + +"So he has." + +"And, now, one more fact. His mother or his father, did you know them?" + +"Yes, both; his father is only ten years dead, and their place is near +Dawlbridge. We knew them very well," she answered. + +"Well, either his mother or his father--I should rather think his +father, saw a ghost," said I. + +"Well, you really are a conjurer, Dr. Hesselius." + +"Conjurer or no, haven't I said right?" I answered merrily. + +"You certainly have, and it was his father: he was a silent, whimsical +man, and he used to bore my father about his dreams, and at last he told +him a story about a ghost he had seen and talked with, and a very odd +story it was. I remember it particularly, because I was so afraid of +him. This story was long before he died--when I was quite a child--and +his ways were so silent and moping, and he used to drop in, sometimes, +in the dusk, when I was alone in the drawing-room, and I used to fancy +there were ghosts about him." + +I smiled and nodded. + +"And now having established my character as a conjurer I think I must +say good-night," said I. + +"But how _did_ you find it out?" + +"By the planets of course, as the gipsies do," I answered, and so, +gaily, we said good-night. + +Next morning I sent the little book he had been inquiring after, and a +note to Mr. Jennings, and on returning late that evening, I found that +he had called, at my lodgings, and left his card. He asked whether I was +at home, and asked at what hour he would be most likely to find me. + +Does he intend opening his case, and consulting me "professionally," as +they say? I hope so. I have already conceived a theory about him. It is +supported by Lady Mary's answers to my parting questions. I should like +much to ascertain from his own lips. But what can I do consistently with +good breeding to invite a confession? Nothing. I rather think he +meditates one. At all events, my dear Van L., I shan't make myself +difficult of access; I mean to return his visit to-morrow. It will be +only civil in return for his politeness, to ask to see him. Perhaps +something may come of it. Whether much, little, or nothing, my dear Van +L., you shall hear. + + + + +CHAPTER III. + +DR. HESSELIUS PICKS UP SOMETHING IN LATIN BOOKS. + + +Well, I have called at Blank-street. + +On inquiring at the door, the servant told me that Mr. Jennings was +engaged very particularly with a gentleman, a clergyman from Kenlis, his +parish in the country. Intending to reserve my privilege and to call +again, I merely intimated that I should try another time, and had turned +to go, when the servant begged my pardon, and asked me, looking at me a +little more attentively than well-bred persons of his order usually do, +whether I was Dr. Hesselius; and, on learning that I was, he said, +"Perhaps then, sir, you would allow me to mention it to Mr. Jennings, +for I am sure he wishes to see you." + +The servant returned in a moment, with a message from Mr. Jennings, +asking me to go into his study, which was in effect his back +drawing-room, promising to be with me in a very few minutes. + +This was really a study--almost a library. The room was lofty, with two +tall slender windows, and rich dark curtains. It was much larger than I +had expected, and stored with books on every side, from the floor to the +ceiling. The upper carpet--for to my tread it felt that there were two +or three--was a Turkey carpet. My steps fell noiselessly. The book-cases +standing out, placed the windows, particularly narrow ones, in deep +recesses. The effect of the room was, although extremely comfortable, +and even luxurious, decidedly gloomy, and aided by the silence, almost +oppressive. Perhaps, however, I ought to have allowed something for +association. My mind had connected peculiar ideas with Mr. Jennings. I +stepped into this perfectly silent room, of a very silent house, with a +peculiar foreboding; and its darkness, and solemn clothing of books, for +except where two narrow looking-glasses were set in the wall, they were +everywhere, helped this sombre feeling. + +While awaiting Mr. Jennings' arrival, I amused myself by looking into +some of the books with which his shelves were laden. Not among these, +but immediately under them, with their backs upward, on the floor, I +lighted upon a complete set of Swedenborg's Arcana Cælestia, in the +original Latin, a very fine folio set, bound in the natty livery which +theology affects, pure vellum, namely, gold letters, and carmine edges. +There were paper markers in several of these volumes, I raised and +placed them, one after the other, upon the table, and opening where +these papers were placed, I read in the solemn Latin phraseology, a +series of sentences indicated by a pencilled line at the margin. Of +these I copy here a few, translating them into English. + +"When man's interior sight is opened, which is that of his spirit, then +there appear the things of another life, which cannot possibly be made +visible to the bodily sight."... + +"By the internal sight it has been granted me to see the things that are +in the other life, more clearly than I see those that are in the world. +From these considerations, it is evident that external vision exists +from interior vision, and this from a vision still more interior, and so +on."... + +"There are with every man at least two evil spirits."... + +"With wicked genii there is also a fluent speech, but harsh and grating. +There is also among them a speech which is not fluent, wherein the +dissent of the thoughts is perceived as something secretly creeping +along within it."... + +"The evil spirits associated with man are, indeed, from the hells, but +when with man they are not then in hell, but are taken out thence. The +place where they then are is in the midst between heaven and hell, and +is called the world of spirits--when the evil spirits who are with man, +are in that world, they are not in any infernal torment, but in every +thought and affection of the man, and so, in all that the man himself +enjoys. But when they are remitted into their hell, they return to their +former state."... + +"If evil spirits could perceive that they were associated with man, and +yet that they were spirits separate from him, and if they could flow in +into the things of his body, they would attempt by a thousand means to +destroy him; for they hate man with a deadly hatred."... + +"Knowing, therefore, that I was a man in the body, they were continually +striving to destroy me, not as to the body only, but especially as to +the soul; for to destroy any man or spirit is the very delight of the +life of all who are in hell; but I have been continually protected by +the Lord. Hence it appears how dangerous it is for man to be in a living +consort with spirits, unless he be in the good of faith."... + +"Nothing is more carefully guarded from the knowledge of associate +spirits than their being thus conjoint with a man, for if they knew it +they would speak to him, with the intention to destroy him."... + +"The delight of hell is to do evil to man, and to hasten his eternal +ruin." + +A long note, written with a very sharp and fine pencil, in Mr. Jennings' +neat hand, at the foot of the page, caught my eye. Expecting his +criticism upon the text, I read a word or two, and stopped, for it was +something quite different, and began with these words, _Deus misereatur +mei_--"May God compassionate me." Thus warned of its private nature, I +averted my eyes, and shut the book, replacing all the volumes as I had +found them, except one which interested me, and in which, as men +studious and solitary in their habits will do, I grew so absorbed as to +take no cognisance of the outer world, nor to remember where I was. + +I was reading some pages which refer to "representatives" and +"correspondents," in the technical language of Swedenborg, and had +arrived at a passage, the substance of which is, that evil spirits, +when seen by other eyes than those of their infernal associates, present +themselves, by "correspondence," in the shape of the beast (_fera_) +which represents their particular lust and life, in aspect direful and +atrocious. This is a long passage, and particularises a number of those +bestial forms. + + + + +CHAPTER IV. + +FOUR EYES WERE READING THE PASSAGE. + + +I was running the head of my pencil-case along the line as I read it, +and something caused me to raise my eyes. + +Directly before me was one of the mirrors I have mentioned, in which I +saw reflected the tall shape of my friend Mr. Jennings leaning over my +shoulder, and reading the page at which I was busy, and with a face so +dark and wild that I should hardly have known him. + +I turned and rose. He stood erect also, and with an effort laughed a +little, saying: + +"I came in and asked you how you did, but without succeeding in awaking +you from your book; so I could not restrain my curiosity, and very +impertinently, I'm afraid, peeped over your shoulder. This is not your +first time of looking into those pages. You have looked into Swedenborg, +no doubt, long ago?" + +"Oh dear, yes! I owe Swedenborg a great deal; you will discover traces +of him in the little book on Metaphysical Medicine, which you were so +good as to remember." + +Although my friend affected a gaiety of manner, there was a slight flush +in his face, and I could perceive that he was inwardly much perturbed. + +"I'm scarcely yet qualified, I know so little of Swedenborg. I've only +had them a fortnight," he answered, "and I think they are rather likely +to make a solitary man nervous--that is, judging from the very little I +have read--I don't say that they have made me so," he laughed; "and I'm +so very much obliged for the book. I hope you got my note?" + +I made all proper acknowledgments and modest disclaimers. + +"I never read a book that I go with, so entirely, as that of yours," he +continued. "I saw at once there is more in it than is quite unfolded. Do +you know Dr. Harley?" he asked, rather abruptly. + +In passing, the editor remarks that the physician here named was one of +the most eminent who had ever practised in England. + +I did, having had letters to him, and had experienced from him great +courtesy and considerable assistance during my visit to England. + +"I think that man one of the very greatest fools I ever met in my life," +said Mr. Jennings. + +This was the first time I had ever heard him say a sharp thing of +anybody, and such a term applied to so high a name a little startled me. + +"Really! and in what way?" I asked. + +"In his profession," he answered. + +I smiled. + +"I mean this," he said: "he seems to me, one half, blind--I mean one +half of all he looks at is dark--preternaturally bright and vivid all +the rest; and the worst of it is, it seems _wilful_. I can't get him--I +mean he won't--I've had some experience of him as a physician, but I +look on him as, in that sense, no better than a paralytic mind, an +intellect half dead, I'll tell you--I know I shall some time--all about +it," he said, with a little agitation. "You stay some months longer in +England. If I should be out of town during your stay for a little time, +would you allow me to trouble you with a letter?" + +"I should be only too happy," I assured him. + +"Very good of you. I am so utterly dissatisfied with Harley." + +"A little leaning to the materialistic school," I said. + +"A _mere_ materialist," he corrected me; "you can't think how that sort +of thing worries one who knows better. You won't tell any one--any of my +friends you know--that I am hippish; now, for instance, no one +knows--not even Lady Mary--that I have seen Dr. Harley, or any other +doctor. So pray don't mention it; and, if I should have any threatening +of an attack, you'll kindly let me write, or, should I be in town, have +a little talk with you." + +I was full of conjecture, and unconsciously I found I had fixed my eyes +gravely on him, for he lowered his for a moment, and he said: + +"I see you think I might as well tell you now, or else you are forming a +conjecture; but you may as well give it up. If you were guessing all the +rest of your life, you will never hit on it." + +He shook his head smiling, and over that wintry sunshine a black cloud +suddenly came down, and he drew his breath in, through his teeth as men +do in pain. + +"Sorry, of course, to learn that you apprehend occasion to consult any +of us; but, command me when and how you like, and I need not assure you +that your confidence is sacred." + +He then talked of quite other things, and in a comparatively cheerful +way and after a little time, I took my leave. + + + + +CHAPTER V. + +DOCTOR HESSELIUS IS SUMMONED TO RICHMOND. + + +We parted cheerfully, but he was not cheerful, nor was I. There are +certain expressions of that powerful organ of spirit--the human +face--which, although I have seen them often, and possess a doctor's +nerve, yet disturb me profoundly. One look of Mr. Jennings haunted me. +It had seized my imagination with so dismal a power that I changed my +plans for the evening, and went to the opera, feeling that I wanted a +change of ideas. + +I heard nothing of or from him for two or three days, when a note in his +hand reached me. It was cheerful, and full of hope. He said that he had +been for some little time so much better--quite well, in fact--that he +was going to make a little experiment, and run down for a month or so to +his parish, to try whether a little work might not quite set him up. +There was in it a fervent religious expression of gratitude for his +restoration, as he now almost hoped he might call it. + +A day or two later I saw Lady Mary, who repeated what his note had +announced, and told me that he was actually in Warwickshire, having +resumed his clerical duties at Kenlis; and she added, "I begin to think +that he is really perfectly well, and that there never was anything the +matter, more than nerves and fancy; we are all nervous, but I fancy +there is nothing like a little hard work for that kind of weakness, and +he has made up his mind to try it. I should not be surprised if he did +not come back for a year." + +Notwithstanding all this confidence, only two days later I had this +note, dated from his house off Piccadilly: + +"Dear Sir.--I have returned disappointed. If I should feel at all able +to see you, I shall write to ask you kindly to call. At present I am too +low, and, in fact, simply unable to say all I wish to say. Pray don't +mention my name to my friends. I can see no one. By-and-by, please God, +you shall hear from me. I mean to take a run into Shropshire, where some +of my people are. God bless you! May we, on my return, meet more happily +than I can now write." + +About a week after this I saw Lady Mary at her own house, the last +person, she said, left in town, and just on the wing for Brighton, for +the London season was quite over. She told me that she had heard from +Mr. Jennings' niece, Martha, in Shropshire. There was nothing to be +gathered from her letter, more than that he was low and nervous. In +those words, of which healthy people think so lightly, what a world of +suffering is sometimes hidden! + +Nearly five weeks passed without any further news of Mr. Jennings. At +the end of that time I received a note from him. He wrote: + +"I have been in the country, and have had change of air, change of +scene, change of faces, change of everything and in everything--but +_myself_. I have made up my mind, so far as the most irresolute creature +on earth can do it, to tell my case fully to you. If your engagements +will permit, pray come to me to-day, to-morrow, or the next day; but, +pray defer as little as possible. You know not how much I need help. I +have a quiet house at Richmond, where I now am. Perhaps you can manage +to come to dinner, or to luncheon, or even to tea. You shall have no +trouble in finding me out. The servant at Blank street, who takes this +note, will have a carriage at your door at any hour you please; and I am +always to be found. You will say that I ought not to be alone. I have +tried everything. Come and see." + +I called up the servant, and decided on going out the same evening, +which accordingly I did. + +He would have been much better in a lodging-house, or hotel, I thought, +as I drove up through a short double row of sombre elms to a very +old-fashioned brick house, darkened by the foliage of these trees, which +over-topped, and nearly surrounded it. It was a perverse choice, for +nothing could be imagined more triste and silent. The house, I found, +belonged to him. He had stayed for a day or two in town, and, finding +it for some cause insupportable, had come out here, probably because +being furnished and his own, he was relieved of the thought and delay of +selection, by coming here. + +The sun had already set, and the red reflected light of the western sky +illuminated the scene with the peculiar effect with which we are all +familiar. The hall seemed very dark, but, getting to the back +drawing-room, whose windows command the west, I was again in the same +dusky light. + +I sat down, looking out upon the richly-wooded landscape that glowed in +the grand and melancholy light which was every moment fading. The +corners of the room were already dark; all was growing dim, and the +gloom was insensibly toning my mind, already prepared for what was +sinister. I was waiting alone for his arrival, which soon took place. +The door communicating with the front room opened, and the tall figure +of Mr. Jennings, faintly seen in the ruddy twilight, came, with quiet +stealthy steps, into the room. + +We shook hands, and, taking a chair to the window, where there was still +light enough to enable us to see each other's faces, he sat down beside +me, and, placing his hand upon my arm, with scarcely a word of preface +began his narrative. + + + + +CHAPTER VI. + +HOW MR. JENNINGS MET HIS COMPANION. + + +The faint glow of the west, the pomp of the then lonely woods of +Richmond, were before us, behind and about us the darkening room, and on +the stony face or the sufferer--for the character of his face, though +still gentle and sweet, was changed--rested that dim, odd glow which +seems to descend and produce, where it touches, lights, sudden though +faint, which are lost, almost without gradation, in darkness. The +silence, too, was utter; not a distant wheel, or bark, or whistle from +without; and within the depressing stillness of an invalid bachelor's +house. + +I guessed well the nature, though not even vaguely the particulars of +the revelations I was about to receive, from that fixed face of +suffering that so oddly flushed stood out, like a portrait of +Schalken's, before its background of darkness. + +"It began," he said, "on the 15th of October, three years and eleven +weeks ago, and two days--I keep very accurate count, for every day is +torment. If I leave anywhere a chasm in my narrative tell me. + +"About four years ago I began a work, which had cost me very much +thought and reading. It was upon the religious metaphysics of the +ancients." + +"I know," said I; "the actual religion of educated and thinking +paganism, quite apart from symbolic worship? A wide and very interesting +field." + +"Yes; but not good for the mind--the Christian mind, I mean. Paganism +is all bound together in essential unity, and, with evil sympathy, their +religion involves their art, and both their manners, and the subject is +a degrading fascination and the nemesis sure. God forgive me! + +"I wrote a great deal; I wrote late at night. I was always thinking on +the subject, walking about, wherever I was, everywhere. It thoroughly +infected me. You are to remember that all the material ideas connected +with it were more or less of the beautiful, the subject itself +delightfully interesting, and I, then, without a care." + +He sighed heavily. + +"I believe that every one who sets about writing in earnest does his +work, as a friend of mine phrased it, _on_ something--tea, or coffee, or +tobacco. I suppose there is a material waste that must be hourly +supplied in such occupations, or that we should grow too abstracted, +and the mind, as it were, pass out of the body, unless it were reminded +often of the connection by actual sensation. At all events, I felt the +want, and I supplied it. Tea was my companion--at first the ordinary +black tea, made in the usual way, not too strong: but I drank a good +deal, and increased its strength as I went on. I never experienced an +uncomfortable symptom from it. I began to take a little green tea. I +found the effect pleasanter, it cleared and intensified the power of +thought so. I had come to take it frequently, but not stronger than one +might take it for pleasure. I wrote a great deal out here, it was so +quiet, and in this room. I used to sit up very late, and it became a +habit with me to sip my tea--green tea--every now and then as my work +proceeded. I had a little kettle on my table, that swung over a lamp, +and made tea two or three times between eleven o'clock and two or three +in the morning, my hours of going to bed. I used to go into town every +day. I was not a monk, and, although I spent an hour or two in a +library, hunting up authorities and looking out lights upon my theme, I +was in no morbid state as far as I can judge. I met my friends pretty +much as usual, and enjoyed their society, and, on the whole, existence +had never been, I think, so pleasant before. + +"I had met with a man who had some odd old books, German editions in +mediæval Latin, and I was only too happy to be permitted access to them. +This obliging person's books were in the City, a very out-of-the-way +part of it. I had rather out-stayed my intended hour, and, on coming +out, seeing no cab near, I was tempted to get into the omnibus which +used to drive past this house. It was darker than this by the time the +'bus had reached an old house, you may have remarked, with four poplars +at each side of the door, and there the last passenger but myself got +out. We drove along rather faster. It was twilight now. I leaned back in +my corner next the door ruminating pleasantly. + +"The interior of the omnibus was nearly dark. I had observed in the +corner opposite to me at the other side, and at the end next the horses, +two small circular reflections, as it seemed to me of a reddish light. +They were about two inches apart, and about the size of those small +brass buttons that yachting men used to put upon their jackets. I began +to speculate, as listless men will, upon this trifle, as it seemed. From +what centre did that faint but deep red light come, and from what--glass +beads, buttons, toy decorations--was it reflected? We were lumbering +along gently, having nearly a mile still to go. I had not solved the +puzzle, and it became in another minute more odd, for these two +luminous points, with a sudden jerk, descended nearer the floor, keeping +still their relative distance and horizontal position, and then, as +suddenly, they rose to the level of the seat on which I was sitting, and +I saw them no more. + +"My curiosity was now really excited, and, before I had time to think, I +saw again these two dull lamps, again together near the floor; again +they disappeared, and again in their old corner I saw them. + +"So, keeping my eyes upon them, I edged quietly up my own side, towards +the end at which I still saw these tiny discs of red. + +"There was very little light in the 'bus. It was nearly dark. I leaned +forward to aid my endeavour to discover what these little circles really +were. They shifted their position a little as I did so. I began now to +perceive an outline of something black, and I soon saw with tolerable +distinctness the outline of a small black monkey, pushing its face +forward in mimicry to meet mine; those were its eyes, and I now dimly +saw its teeth grinning at me. + +"I drew back, not knowing whether it might not meditate a spring. I +fancied that one of the passengers had forgot this ugly pet, and wishing +to ascertain something of its temper, though not caring to trust my +fingers to it, I poked my umbrella softly towards it. It remained +immovable--up to it--_through_ it! For through it, and back and forward, +it passed, without the slightest resistance. + +"I can't, in the least, convey to you the kind of horror that I felt. +When I had ascertained that the thing was an illusion, as I then +supposed, there came a misgiving about myself and a terror that +fascinated me in impotence to remove my gaze from the eyes of the brute +for some moments. As I looked, it made a little skip back, quite into +the corner, and I, in a panic, found myself at the door, having put my +head out, drawing deep breaths of the outer air, and staring at the +lights and trees we were passing, too glad to reassure myself of +reality. + +"I stopped the 'bus and got out. I perceived the man look oddly at me as +I paid him. I daresay there was something unusual in my looks and +manner, for I had never felt so strangely before." + + + + +CHAPTER VII. + +THE JOURNEY: FIRST STAGE. + + +"When the omnibus drove on, and I was alone upon the road, I looked +carefully round to ascertain whether the monkey had followed me. To my +indescribable relief I saw it nowhere. I can't describe easily what a +shock I had received, and my sense of genuine gratitude on finding +myself, as I supposed, quite rid of it. + +"I had got out a little before we reached this house, two or three +hundred steps. A brick wall runs along the footpath, and inside the +wall is a hedge of yew or some dark evergreen of that kind, and within +that again the row of fine trees which you may have remarked as you +came. + +"This brick wall is about as high as my shoulder, and happening to raise +my eyes I saw the monkey, with that stooping gait, on all fours, walking +or creeping, close beside me on top of the wall. I stopped looking at it +with a feeling of loathing and horror. As I stopped so did it. It sat up +on the wall with its long hands on its knees looking at me. There was +not light enough to see it much more than in outline, nor was it dark +enough to bring the peculiar light of its eyes into strong relief. I +still saw, however, that red foggy light plainly enough. It did not show +its teeth, nor exhibit any sign of irritation, but seemed jaded and +sulky, and was observing me steadily. + +"I drew back into the middle of the road. It was an unconscious recoil, +and there I stood, still looking at it, it did not move. + +"With an instinctive determination to try something--anything, I turned +about and walked briskly towards town with a skance look, all the time, +watching the movements of the beast. It crept swiftly along the wall, at +exactly my pace. + +"Where the wall ends, near the turn of the road, it came down and with a +wiry spring or two brought itself close to my feet, and continued to +keep up with me, as I quickened my pace. It was at my left side, so +close to my leg that I felt every moment as if I should tread upon it. + +"The road was quite deserted and silent, and it was darker every moment. +I stopped dismayed and bewildered, turning as I did so, the other way--I +mean, towards this house, away from which I had been walking. When I +stood still, the monkey drew back to a distance of, I suppose, about +five or six yards, and remained stationary, watching me. + +"I had been more agitated than I have said. I had read, of course, as +every one has, something about 'spectral illusions,' as you physicians +term the phenomena of such cases. I considered my situation, and looked +my misfortune in the face. + +"These affections, I had read, are sometimes transitory and sometimes +obstinate. I had read of cases in which the appearance, at first +harmless, had, step by step, degenerated into something direful and +insupportable, and ended by wearing its victim out. Still as I stood +there, but for my bestial companion, quite alone, I tried to comfort +myself by repeating again and again the assurance, 'the thing is purely +disease, a well-known physical affection, as distinctly as small-pox or +neuralgia. Doctors are all agreed on that, philosophy demonstrates it. +I must not be a fool. I've been sitting up too late, and I daresay my +digestion is quite wrong, and with God's help, I shall be all right, and +this is but a symptom of nervous dyspepsia.' Did I believe all this? Not +one word of it, no more than any other miserable being ever did who is +once seized and riveted in this satanic captivity. Against my +convictions, I might say my knowledge, I was simply bullying myself into +a false courage. + +"I now walked homeward. I had only a few hundred yards to go. I had +forced myself into a sort of resignation, but I had not got over the +sickening shock and the flurry of the first certainty of my misfortune. + +"I made up my mind to pass the night at home. The brute moved close +beside me, and I fancied there was the sort of anxious drawing toward +the house, which one sees in tired horses or dogs, sometimes as they +come toward home. + +"I was afraid to go into town, I was afraid of any one's seeing and +recognising me. I was conscious of an irrepressible agitation in my +manner. Also, I was afraid of any violent change in my habits, such as +going to a place of amusement, or walking from home in order to fatigue +myself. At the hall door it waited till I mounted the steps, and when +the door was opened entered with me. + +"I drank no tea that night. I got cigars and some brandy-and-water. My +idea was that I should act upon my material system, and by living for a +while in sensation apart from thought, send myself forcibly, as it it +were, into a new groove. I came up here to this drawing-room. I sat just +here. The monkey then got upon a small table that then stood _there_. It +looked dazed and languid. An irrepressible uneasiness as to its +movements kept my eyes always upon it. Its eyes were half closed, but I +could see them glow. It was looking steadily at me. In all situations, +at all hours, it is awake and looking at me. That never changes. + +"I shall not continue in detail my narrative of this particular night. I +shall describe, rather, the phenomena of the first year, which never +varied, essentially. I shall describe the monkey as it appeared in +daylight. In the dark, as you shall presently hear, there are +peculiarities. It is a small monkey, perfectly black. It had only one +peculiarity--a character of malignity--unfathomable malignity. During +the first year it looked sullen and sick. But this character of intense +malice and vigilance was always underlying that surly languor. During +all that time it acted as if on a plan of giving me as little trouble as +was consistent with watching me. Its eyes were never off me, I have +never lost sight of it, except in my sleep, light or dark, day or +night, since it came here, excepting when it withdraws for some weeks at +a time, unaccountably. + +"In total dark it is visible as in daylight. I do not mean merely its +eyes. It is _all_ visible distinctly in a halo that resembles a glow of +red embers, and which accompanies it in all its movements. + +"When it leaves me for a time, it is always at night, in the dark, and +in the same way. It grows at first uneasy, and then furious, and then +advances towards me, grinning and shaking its paws clenched, and, at the +same time, there comes the appearance of fire in the grate. I never have +any fire. I can't sleep in the room where there is any, and it draws +nearer and nearer to the chimney, quivering, it seems, with rage, and +when its fury rises to the highest pitch, it springs into the grate, and +up the chimney, and I see it no more. + +"When first this happened I thought I was released. I was a new man. A +day passed--a night--and no return, and a blessed week--a week--another +week. I was always on my knees, Dr. Hesselius, always, thanking God and +praying. A whole month passed of liberty, but on a sudden, it was with +me again." + + + + +CHAPTER VIII. + +THE SECOND STAGE. + + +"It was with me, and the malice which before was torpid under a sullen +exterior, was now active. It was perfectly unchanged in every other +respect. This new energy was apparent in its activity and its looks, and +soon in other ways. + +"For a time, you will understand, the change was shown only in an +increased vivacity, and an air of menace, as if it was always brooding +over some atrocious plan. Its eyes, as before, were never off me." + +"Is it here now?" I asked. + +"No," he replied, "it has been absent exactly a fortnight and a +day--fifteen days. It has sometimes been away so long as nearly two +months, once for three. Its absence always exceeds a fortnight, although +it may be but by a single day. Fifteen days having past since I saw it +last, it may return now at any moment." + +"Is its return," I asked, "accompanied by any peculiar manifestation?" + +"Nothing--no," he said. "It is simply with me again. On lifting my eyes +from a book, or turning my head, I see it as usual, looking at me, and +then it remains, as before, for its appointed time. I have never told so +much and so minutely before to any one." + +I perceived that he was agitated, and looking like death, and he +repeatedly applied his handkerchief to his forehead; I suggested that he +might be tired, and told him that I would call, with pleasure, in the +morning, but he said: + +"No, if you don't mind hearing it all now. I have got so far, and I +should prefer making one effort of it. When I spoke to Dr. Harley, I had +nothing like so much to tell. You are a philosophic physician. You give +spirit its proper rank. If this thing is real--" + +He paused, looking at me with agitated inquiry. + +"We can discuss it by-and-by, and very fully. I will give you all I +think," I answered, after an interval. + +"Well--very well. If it is anything real, I say, it is prevailing, +little by little, and drawing me more interiorly into hell. Optic +nerves, he talked of. Ah! well--there are other nerves of communication. +May God Almighty help me! You shall hear. + +"Its power of action, I tell you, had increased. Its malice became, in a +way aggressive. About two years ago, some questions that were pending +between me and the bishop having been settled, I went down to my parish +in Warwickshire, anxious to find occupation in my profession. I was not +prepared for what happened, although I have since thought I might have +apprehended something like it. The reason of my saying so, is this--" + +He was beginning to speak with a great deal more effort and reluctance, +and sighed often, and seemed at times nearly overcome. But at this time +his manner was not agitated. It was more like that of a sinking patient, +who has given himself up. + +"Yes, but I will first tell you about Kenlis, my parish. + +"It was with me when I left this place for Dawlbridge. It was my silent +travelling companion, and it remained with me at the vicarage. When I +entered on the discharge of my duties, another change took place. The +thing exhibited an atrocious determination to thwart me. It was with me +in the church--in the reading-desk--in the pulpit--within the communion +rails. At last, it reached this extremity, that while I was reading to +the congregation, it would spring upon the open book and squat there, so +that I was unable to see the page. This happened more than once. + +"I left Dawlbridge for a time. I placed myself in Dr. Harley's hands. I +did everything he told me. He gave my case a great deal of thought. It +interested him, I think. He seemed successful. For nearly three months I +was perfectly free from a return. I began to think I was safe. With his +full assent I returned to Dawlbridge. + +"I travelled in a chaise. I was in good spirits. I was more--I was happy +and grateful. I was returning, as I thought delivered from a dreadful +hallucination, to the scene of duties which I longed to enter upon. It +was a beautiful sunny evening, everything looked serene and cheerful, +and I was delighted. I remember looking out of the window to see the +spire of my church at Kenlis among the trees, at the point where one has +the earliest view of it. It is exactly where the little stream that +bounds the parish passes under the road by a culvert, and where it +emerges at the road-side, a stone with an old inscription is placed. As +we passed this point, I drew my head in and sat down, and in the corner +of the chaise was the monkey. + +"For a moment I felt faint, and then quite wild with despair and horror. +I called to the driver, and got out, and sat down at the road-side, and +prayed to God silently for mercy. A despairing resignation supervened. +My companion was with me as I re-entered the vicarage. The same +persecution followed. After a short struggle I submitted, and soon I +left the place. + +"I told you," he said, "that the beast has before this become in certain +ways aggressive. I will explain a little. It seemed to be actuated by +intense and increasing fury, whenever I said my prayers, or even +meditated prayer. It amounted at last to a dreadful interruption. You +will ask, how could a silent immaterial phantom effect that? It was +thus, whenever I meditated praying; it was always before me, and nearer +and nearer. + +"It used to spring on a table, on the back of a chair, on the +chimney-piece, and slowly to swing itself from side to side, looking at +me all the time. There is in its motion an indefinable power to +dissipate thought, and to contract one's attention to that monotony, +till the ideas shrink, as it were, to a point, and at last to +nothing--and unless I had started up, and shook off the catalepsy I +have felt as if my mind were on the point of losing itself. There are +other ways," he sighed heavily; "thus, for instance, while I pray with +my eyes closed, it comes closer and closer, and I see it. I know it is +not to be accounted for physically, but I do actually see it, though my +lids are closed, and so it rocks my mind, as it were, and overpowers me, +and I am obliged to rise from my knees. If you had ever yourself known +this, you would be acquainted with desperation." + + + + +CHAPTER IX. + +THE THIRD STAGE. + + +"I see, Dr. Hesselius, that you don't lose one word of my statement. I +need not ask you to listen specially to what I am now going to tell you. +They talk of the optic nerves, and of spectral illusions, as if the +organ of sight was the only point assailable by the influences that have +fastened upon me--I know better. For two years in my direful case that +limitation prevailed. But as food is taken in softly at the lips, and +then brought under the teeth, as the tip of the little finger caught in +a mill crank will draw in the hand, and the arm, and the whole body, so +the miserable mortal who has been once caught firmly by the end of the +finest fibre of his nerve, is drawn in and in, by the enormous machinery +of hell, until he is as I am. Yes, Doctor, as _I_ am, for while I talk +to you, and implore relief, I feel that my prayer is for the impossible, +and my pleading with the inexorable." + +I endeavoured to calm his visibly increasing agitation, and told him +that he must not despair. + +While we talked the night had overtaken us. The filmy moonlight was wide +over the scene which the window commanded, and I said: + +"Perhaps you would prefer having candles. This light, you know, is odd. +I should wish you, as much as possible, under your usual conditions +while I make my diagnosis, shall I call it--otherwise I don't care." + +"All lights are the same to me," he said: "except when I read or write, +I care not if night were perpetual. I am going to tell you what happened +about a year ago. The thing began to speak to me." + +"Speak! How do you mean--speak as a man does, do you mean?" + +"Yes; speak in words and consecutive sentences, with perfect coherence +and articulation; but there is a peculiarity. It is not like the tone of +a human voice. It is not by my ears it reaches me--it comes like a +singing through my head. + +"This faculty, the power of speaking to me, will be my undoing. It won't +let me pray, it interrupts me with dreadful blasphemies. I dare not go +on, I could not. Oh! Doctor, can the skill, and thought, and prayers of +man avail me nothing!" + +"You must promise me, my dear sir, not to trouble yourself with +unnecessarily exciting thoughts; confine yourself strictly to the +narrative of _facts_; and recollect, above all, that even if the thing +that infests you be as you seem to suppose, a reality with an actual +independent life and will, yet it can have no power to hurt you, unless +it be given from above: its access to your senses depends mainly upon +your physical condition--this is, under God, your comfort and reliance: +we are all alike environed. It is only that in your case, the +'_paries_,' the veil of the flesh, the screen, is a little out of +repair, and sights and sounds are transmitted. We must enter on a new +course, sir--be encouraged. I'll give to-night to the careful +consideration of the whole case." + +"You are very good, sir; you think it worth trying, you don't give me +quite up; but, sir, you don't know, it is gaining such an influence +over me: it orders me about, it is such a tyrant, and I'm growing so +helpless. May God deliver me!" + +"It orders you about--of course you mean by speech?" + +"Yes, yes; it is always urging me to crimes, to injure others, or +myself. You see, Doctor, the situation is urgent, it is indeed. When I +was in Shropshire, a few weeks ago" (Mr. Jennings was speaking rapidly +and trembling now, holding my arm with one hand, and looking in my +face), "I went out one day with a party of friends for a walk: my +persecutor, I tell you, was with me at the time. I lagged behind the +rest: the country near the Dee, you know, is beautiful. Our path +happened to lie near a coal mine, and at the verge of the wood is a +perpendicular shaft, they say, a hundred and fifty feet deep. My niece +had remained behind with me--she knows, of course, nothing of the +nature of my sufferings. She knew, however, that I had been ill, and was +low, and she remained to prevent my being quite alone. As we loitered +slowly on together the brute that accompanied me was urging me to throw +myself down the shaft. I tell you now--oh, sir, think of it!--the one +consideration that saved me from that hideous death was the fear lest +the shock of witnessing the occurrence should be too much for the poor +girl. I asked her to go on and take her walk with her friends, saying +that I could go no further. She made excuses, and the more I urged her +the firmer she became. She looked doubtful and frightened. I suppose +there was something in my looks or manner that alarmed her; but she +would not go, and that literally saved me. You had no idea, sir, that a +living man could be made so abject a slave of Satan," he said, with a +ghastly groan and a shudder. + +There was a pause here, and I said, "You were preserved nevertheless. It +was the act of God. You are in his hands and in the power of no other +being: be therefore confident for the future." + + + + +CHAPTER X. + +HOME. + + +I made him have candles lighted, and saw the room looking cheery and +inhabited before I left him. I told him that he must regard his illness +strictly as one dependent on physical, though _subtle_ physical, causes. +I told him that he had evidence of God's care and love in the +deliverance which he had just described, and that I had perceived with +pain that he seemed to regard its peculiar features as indicating that +he had been delivered over to spiritual reprobation. Than such a +conclusion nothing could be, I insisted, less warranted; and not only +so, but more contrary to facts, as disclosed in his mysterious +deliverance from that murderous influence during his Shropshire +excursion. First, his niece had been retained by his side without his +intending to keep her near him; and, secondly, there had been infused +into his mind an irresistible repugnance to execute the dreadful +suggestion in her presence. + +As I reasoned this point with him, Mr. Jennings wept. He seemed +comforted. One promise I exacted, which was that should the monkey at +any time return, I should be sent for immediately; and, repeating my +assurance that I would give neither time nor thought to any other +subject until I had thoroughly investigated his case, and that to-morrow +he should hear the result, I took my leave. + +Before getting into the carriage I told the servant that his master was +far from well, and that he should make a point of frequently looking +into his room. + +My own arrangements I made with a view to being quite secure from +interruption. + +I merely called at my lodgings, and with a travelling-desk and +carpet-bag, set off in a hackney-carriage for an inn about two miles out +of town, called The Horns, a very quiet and comfortable house, with good +thick walls. And there I resolved, without the possibility of intrusion +or distraction, to devote some hours of the night, in my comfortable +sitting-room, to Mr. Jennings' case, and so much of the morning as it +might require. + +(There occurs here a careful note of Dr. Hesselius' opinion upon the +case and of the habits, dietary, and medicines which he prescribed. It +is curious--some persons would say mystical. But on the whole I doubt +whether it would sufficiently interest a reader of the kind I am likely +to meet with, to warrant its being here reprinted. The whole letter was +plainly written at the inn where he had hid himself for the occasion. +The next letter is dated from his town lodgings.) + +I left town for the inn where I slept last night at half-past nine, and +did not arrive at my room in town until one o'clock this afternoon. I +found a letter in Mr. Jennings' hand upon my table. It had not come by +post, and, on inquiry, I learned that Mr. Jennings' servant had brought +it, and on learning that I was not to return until to-day, and that no +one could tell him my address, he seemed very uncomfortable, and said +that his orders from his master were that he was not to return without +an answer. + +I opened the letter, and read: + + +"Dear Dr. Hesselius. It is here. You had not been an hour gone when it +returned. It is speaking. It knows all that has happened. It knows +everything--it knows you, and is frantic and atrocious. It reviles. I +send you this. It knows every word I have written--I write. This I +promised, and I therefore write, but I fear very confused, very +incoherently. I am so interrupted, disturbed. + + "Ever yours, sincerely yours, + + "ROBERT LYNDER JENNINGS." + + +"When did this come?" I asked. + +"About eleven last night: the man was here again, and has been here +three times to-day. The last time is about an hour since." + +Thus answered, and with the notes I had made upon his case in my pocket, +I was in a few minutes driving towards Richmond, to see Mr. Jennings. + +I by no means, as you perceive, despaired of Mr. Jennings' case. He had +himself remembered and applied, though quite in a mistaken way, the +principle which I lay down in my Metaphysical Medicine, and which +governs all such cases. I was about to apply it in earnest. I was +profoundly interested, and very anxious to see and examine him while the +"enemy" was actually present. + +I drove up to the sombre house, and ran up the steps, and knocked. The +door, in a little time, was opened by a tall woman in black silk. She +looked ill, and as if she had been crying. She curtseyed, and heard my +question, but she did not answer. She turned her face away, extending +her hand towards two men who were coming down-stairs; and thus having, +as it were, tacitly made me over to them, she passed through a side-door +hastily and shut it. + +The man who was nearest the hall, I at once accosted, but being now +close to him, I was shocked to see that both his hands were covered +with blood. + +I drew back a little, and the man passing down-stairs merely said in a +low tone, "Here's the servant, sir." + +The servant had stopped on the stairs, confounded and dumb at seeing me. +He was rubbing his hands in a handkerchief, and it was steeped in blood. + +"Jones, what is it, what has happened?" I asked, while a sickening +suspicion overpowered me. + +The man asked me to come up to the lobby. I was beside him in a moment, +and frowning and pallid, with contracted eyes, he told me the horror +which I already half guessed. + +His master had made away with himself. + +I went upstairs with him to the room--what I saw there I won't tell you. +He had cut his throat with his razor. It was a frightful gash. The two +men had laid him on the bed and composed his limbs. It had happened as +the immense pool of blood on the floor declared, at some distance +between the bed and the window. There was carpet round his bed, and a +carpet under his dressing-table, but none on the rest of the floor, for +the man said he did not like a carpet on his bedroom. In this sombre, +and now terrible room, one of the great elms that darkened the house was +slowly moving the shadow of one of its great boughs upon this dreadful +floor. + +I beckoned to the servant and we went down-stairs together. I turned off +the hall into an old-fashioned pannelled room, and there standing, I +heard all the servant had to tell. It was not a great deal. + +"I concluded, sir, from your words, and looks, sir, as you left last +night, that you thought my master seriously ill. I thought it might be +that you were afraid of a fit, or something. So I attended very close to +your directions. He sat up late, till past three o'clock. He was not +writing or reading. He was talking a great deal to himself, but that was +nothing unusual. At about that hour I assisted him to undress, and left +him in his slippers and dressing-gown. I went back softly in about half +an hour. He was in his bed, quite undressed, and a pair of candles +lighted on the table beside his bed. He was leaning on his elbow and +looking out at the other side of the bed when I came in. I asked him if +he wanted anything, and he said no. + +"I don't know whether it was what you said to me, sir, or something a +little unusual about him, but I was uneasy, uncommon uneasy about him +last night. + +"In another half hour, or it might be a little more, I went up again. I +did not hear him talking as before. I opened the door a little. The +candles were both out, which was not usual. I had a bedroom candle, and +I let the light in, a little bit, looking softly round. I saw him +sitting in that chair beside the dressing-table with his clothes on +again. He turned round and looked at me. I thought it strange he should +get up and dress, and put out the candles to sit in the dark, that way. +But I only asked him again if I could do anything for him. He said, no, +rather sharp, I thought. I asked if I might light the candles, and he +said, 'Do as you like, Jones,' So I lighted them, and I lingered about +the room, and he said, 'Tell me truth, Jones, why did you come +again--you did not hear any one cursing?' 'No, sir,' I said, wondering +what he could mean. + +"'No,' said he, after me, 'of course, no;' and I said to him, 'Wouldn't +it be well, sir, you went to bed? It's just five o'clock;' and he said +nothing but, 'Very likely; good-night, Jones.' So I went, sir, but in +less than hour I came again. The door was fast, and he heard me, and +called as I thought from the bed to know what I wanted, and he desired +me not to disturb him again. I lay down and slept for a little. It must +have been between six and seven when I went up again. The door was still +fast, and he made no answer, so I did not like to disturb him, and +thinking he was asleep, I left him till nine. It was his custom to ring +when he wished me to come, and I had no particular hour for calling him. +I tapped very gently, and getting no answer, I stayed away a good while, +supposing he was getting some rest then. It was not till eleven o'clock +I grew really uncomfortable about him--for at the latest he was never, +that I could remember, later than half-past ten. I got no answer. I +knocked and called, and still no answer. So not being able to force the +door, I called Thomas from the stables, and together we forced it, and +found him in the shocking way you saw." + +Jones had no more to tell. Poor Mr. Jennings was very gentle, and very +kind. All his people were fond of him. I could see that the servant was +very much moved. + +So, dejected and agitated, I passed from that terrible house, and its +dark canopy of elms, and I hope I shall never see it more. While I write +to you I feel like a man who has but half waked from a frightful and +monotonous dream. My memory rejects the picture with incredulity and +horror. Yet I know it is true. It is the story of the process of a +poison, a poison which excites the reciprocal action of spirit and +nerve, and paralyses the tissue that separates those cognate functions +of the senses, the external and the interior. Thus we find strange +bed-fellows, and the mortal and immortal prematurely make acquaintance. + + + + +CONCLUSION. + +A WORD FOR THOSE WHO SUFFER. + + +My dear Van L----, you have suffered from an affection similar to that +which I have just described. You twice complained of a return of it. + +Who, under God, cured you? Your humble servant, Martin Hesselius. Let me +rather adopt the more emphasised piety of a certain good old French +surgeon of three hundred years ago: "I treated, and God cured you." + +Come, my friend, you are not to be hippish. Let me tell you a fact. + +I have met with, and treated, as my book shows, fifty-seven cases of +this kind of vision, which I term indifferently "sublimated," +"precocious," and "interior." + +There is another class of affections which are truly termed--though +commonly confounded with those which I describe--spectral illusions. +These latter I look upon as being no less simply curable than a cold in +the head or a trifling dyspepsia. + +It is those which rank in the first category that test our promptitude +of thought. Fifty-seven such cases have I encountered, neither more nor +less. And in how many of these have I failed? In no one single instance. + +There is no one affliction of mortality more easily and certainly +reducible, with a little patience, and a rational confidence in the +physician. With these simple conditions, I look upon the cure as +absolutely certain. + +You are to remember that I had not even commenced to treat Mr. Jennings' +case. I have not any doubt that I should have cured him perfectly in +eighteen months, or possibly it might have extended to two years. Some +cases are very rapidly curable, others extremely tedious. Every +intelligent physician who will give thought and diligence to the task, +will effect a cure. + +You know my tract on The Cardinal Functions of the Brain. I there, by +the evidence of innumerable facts, prove, as I think, the high +probability of a circulation arterial and venous in its mechanism, +through the nerves. Of this system, thus considered, the brain is the +heart. The fluid, which is propagated hence through one class of nerves, +returns in an altered state through another, and the nature of that +fluid is spiritual, though not immaterial, any more than, as I before +remarked, light or electricity are so. + +By various abuses, among which the habitual use of such agents as green +tea is one, this fluid may be affected as to its quality, but it is more +frequently disturbed as to equilibrium. This fluid being that which we +have in common with spirits, a congestion found upon the masses of brain +or nerve, connected with the interior sense, forms a surface unduly +exposed, on which disembodied spirits may operate: communication is thus +more or less effectually established. Between this brain circulation and +the heart circulation there is an intimate sympathy. The seat, or rather +the instrument of exterior vision, is the eye. The seat of interior +vision is the nervous tissue and brain, immediately about and above the +eyebrow. You remember how effectually I dissipated your pictures by the +simple application of iced eau-de-cologne. Few cases, however, can be +treated exactly alike with anything like rapid success. Cold acts +powerfully as a repellant of the nervous fluid. Long enough continued it +will even produce that permanent insensibility which we call numbness, +and a little longer, muscular as well as sensational paralysis. + +I have not, I repeat, the slightest doubt that I should have first +dimmed and ultimately sealed that inner eye which Mr. Jennings had +inadvertently opened. The same senses are opened in delirium tremens, +and entirely shut up again when the over-action of the cerebral heart, +and the prodigious nervous congestions that attend it, are terminated by +a decided change in the state of the body. It is by acting steadily upon +the body, by a simple process, that this result is produced--and +inevitably produced--I have never yet failed. + +Poor Mr. Jennings made away with himself. But that catastrophe was the +result of a totally different malady, which, as it were, projected +itself upon that disease which was established. His case was in the +distinctive manner a complication, and the complaint under which he +really succumbed, was hereditary suicidal mania. Poor Mr. Jennings I +cannot call a patient of mine, for I had not even begun to treat his +case, and he had not yet given me, I am convinced, his full and +unreserved confidence. If the patient do not array himself on the side +of the disease, his cure is certain. + + + + +THE FAMILIAR. + + + + +PROLOGUE. + + +Out of about two hundred and thirty cases, more or less nearly akin to +that I have entitled "Green Tea," I select the following, which I call +"The Familiar." + +To this MS. Doctor Hesselius, has, after his wont, attached some sheets +of letter-paper, on which are written, in his hand nearly as compact as +print, his own remarks upon the case. He says-- + +"In point of conscience, no more unexceptionable narrator, than the +venerable Irish Clergyman who has given me this paper, on Mr. Barton's +case, could have been chosen. The statement is, however, medically +imperfect. The report of an intelligent physician, who had marked its +progress, and attended the patient, from its earlier stages to its +close, would have supplied what is wanting to enable me to pronounce +with confidence. I should have been acquainted with Mr. Barton's +probable hereditary pre-dispositions; I should have known, possibly, by +very early indications, something of a remoter origin of the disease +than can now be ascertained. + +"In a rough way, we may reduce all similar cases to three distinct +classes. They are founded on the primary distinction between the +subjective and the objective. Of those whose senses are alleged to be +subject to supernatural impressions--some are simply visionaries, and +propagate the illusions of which they complain, from diseased brain or +nerves. Others are, unquestionably, infested by, as we term them, +spiritual agencies, exterior to themselves. Others, again, owe their +sufferings to a mixed condition. The interior sense, it is true, is +opened; but it has been and continues open by the action of disease. +This form of disease may, in one sense, be compared to the loss of the +scarf-skin, and a consequent exposure of surfaces for whose excessive +sensitiveness, nature has provided a muffling. The loss of this covering +is attended by an habitual impassability, by influences against which we +were intended to be guarded. But in the case of the brain, and the +nerves immediately connected with its functions and its sensuous +impressions, the cerebral circulation undergoes periodically that +vibratory disturbance, which, I believe, I have satisfactorily examined +and demonstrated, in my MS. Essay, A. 17. This vibratory disturbance +differs, as I there prove, essentially from the congestive disturbance, +the phenomena of which are examined in A. 19. It is, when excessive, +invariably accompanied by _illusions_. + +"Had I seen Mr. Barton, and examined him upon the points, in his case, +which need elucidation, I should have without difficulty referred those +phenomena to their proper disease. My diagnosis is now, necessarily, +conjectural." + +Thus writes Doctor Hesselius; and adds a great deal which is of interest +only to a scientific physician. + +The Narrative of the Rev. Thomas Herbert, which furnishes all that is +known of the case, will be found in the chapters that follow. + + + + +CHAPTER I. + +FOOT-STEPS. + + +I was a young man at the time, and intimately acquainted with some of +the actors in this strange tale; the impression which its incidents made +on me, therefore, were deep, and lasting. I shall now endeavour, with +precision, to relate them all, combining, of course, in the narrative, +whatever I have learned from various sources, tending, however +imperfectly, to illuminate the darkness which involves its progress and +termination. + +Somewhere about the year 1794, the younger brother of a certain baronet, +whom I shall call Sir James Barton, returned to Dublin. He had served in +the navy with some distinction, having commanded one of His Majesty's +frigates during the greater part of the American war. Captain Barton was +apparently some two or three-and-forty years of age. He was an +intelligent and agreeable companion when he pleased it, though generally +reserved, and occasionally even moody. + +In society, however, he deported himself as a man of the world, and a +gentleman. He had not contracted any of the noisy brusqueness sometimes +acquired at sea; on the contrary, his manners were remarkably easy, +quiet, and even polished. He was in person about the middle size, and +somewhat strongly formed--his countenance was marked with the lines of +thought, and on the whole wore an expression of gravity and melancholy; +being, however, as I have said, a man of perfect breeding, as well as of +good family, and in affluent circumstances, he had, of course, ready +access to the best society of Dublin, without the necessity of any other +credentials. + +In his personal habits Mr. Barton was unexpensive. He occupied lodgings +in one of the _then_ fashionable streets in the south side of the +town--kept but one horse and one servant--and though a reputed +free-thinker, yet lived an orderly and moral life--indulging neither in +gaming, drinking, nor any other vicious pursuit--living very much to +himself, without forming intimacies, or choosing any companions, and +appearing to mix in gay society rather for the sake of its bustle and +distraction, than for any opportunities it offered of interchanging +thought or feeling with its votaries. + +Barton was therefore pronounced a saving, prudent, unsocial sort of +fellow, who bid fair to maintain his celibacy alike against stratagem +and assault, and was likely to live to a good old age, die rich, and +leave his money to an hospital. + +It was now apparent, however, that the nature of Mr. Barton's plans had +been totally misconceived. A young lady, whom I shall call Miss +Montague, was at this time introduced into the gay world, by her aunt, +the Dowager Lady L----. Miss Montague was decidedly pretty and +accomplished, and having some natural cleverness, and a great deal of +gaiety, became for a while a reigning toast. + +Her popularity, however, gained her, for a time, nothing more than that +unsubstantial admiration which, however, pleasant as an incense to +vanity, is by no means necessarily antecedent to matrimony--for, +unhappily for the young lady in question, it was an understood thing, +that beyond her personal attractions, she had no kind of earthly +provision. Such being the state of affairs, it will readily be believed +that no little surprise was consequent upon the appearance of Captain +Barton as the avowed lover of the penniless Miss Montague. + +His suit prospered, as might have been expected, and in a short time it +was communicated by old Lady L---- to each of her hundred-and-fifty +particular friends in succession, that Captain Barton had actually +tendered proposals of marriage, with her approbation, to her niece, Miss +Montague, who had, moreover, accepted the offer of his hand, +conditionally upon the consent of her father, who was then upon his +homeward voyage from India, and expected in two or three weeks at the +furthest. + +About this consent there could be no doubt--the delay, therefore, was +one merely of form--they were looked upon as absolutely engaged, and +Lady L----, with a rigour of old-fashioned decorum with which her niece +would, no doubt, gladly have dispensed, withdrew her thenceforward from +all further participation in the gaieties of the town. + +Captain Barton was a constant visitor, as well as a frequent guest at +the house, and was permitted all the privileges of intimacy which a +betrothed suitor is usually accorded. Such was the relation of parties, +when the mysterious circumstances which darken this narrative first +begun to unfold themselves. + +Lady L---- resided in a handsome mansion at the north side of Dublin, +and Captain Barton's lodgings, as we have already said, were situated at +the south. The distance intervening was considerable, and it was Captain +Barton's habit generally to walk home without an attendant, as often as +he passed the evening with the old lady and her fair charge. + +His shortest way in such nocturnal walks, lay, for a considerable space, +through a line of street which had as yet merely been laid out, and +little more than the foundations of the houses constructed. + +One night, shortly after his engagement with Miss Montague had +commenced, he happened to remain unusually late, in company with her and +Lady L----. The conversation had turned upon the evidences of +revelation, which he had disputed with the callous scepticism of a +confirmed infidel. What were called "French principles," had in those +days found their way a good deal into fashionable society, especially +that portion of it which professed allegiance to Whiggism, and neither +the old lady nor her charge were so perfectly free from the taint, as to +look upon Mr. Barton's views as any serious objection to the proposed +union. + +The discussion had degenerated into one upon the supernatural and the +marvellous, in which he had pursued precisely the same line of argument +and ridicule. In all this, it is but truth to state, Captain Barton, was +guilty of no affectation--the doctrines upon which he insisted, were, in +reality, but, too truly the basis of his own fixed belief, if so it +might be called; and perhaps not the least strange of the many strange +circumstances connected with my narrative, was the fact, that the +subject of the fearful influences I am about to describe, was himself, +from the deliberate conviction of years, an utter disbeliever in what +are usually termed preternatural agencies. + +It was considerably past midnight when Mr. Barton took his leave, and +set out upon his solitary walk homeward. He had now reached the lonely +road, with its unfinished dwarf walls tracing the foundations of the +projected row of houses on either side--the moon was shining mistily, +and its imperfect light made the road he trod but additionally +dreary--that utter silence which has in it something indefinably +exciting, reigned there, and made the sound of his steps, which alone +broke it, unnaturally loud and distinct. + +He had proceeded thus some way, when he, on a sudden, heard other +footfalls, pattering at a measured pace, and, as it seemed, about two +score steps behind him. + +The suspicion of being dogged is at all times unpleasant; it is, +however, especially so in a spot so lonely; and this suspicion became so +strong in the mind of Captain Barton, that he abruptly turned about to +confront his pursuer, but, though there was quite sufficient moonlight +to disclose any object upon the road he had traversed, no form of any +kind was visible there. + +The steps he had heard could not have been the reverberation of his own, +for he stamped his foot upon the ground, and walked briskly up and +down, in the vain attempt to awake an echo; though by no means a +fanciful person, therefore he was at last fain to charge the sounds upon +his imagination, and treat them as an illusion. Thus satisfying himself, +he resumed his walk, and before he had proceeded a dozen paces, the +mysterious footfall was again audible from behind, and this time, as if +with the special design of showing that the sounds were not the +responses of an echo--the steps sometimes slackened nearly to a halt, +and sometimes hurried for six or eight strides to a run, and again +abated to a walk. + +Captain Barton, as before, turned suddenly round, and with the same +result--no object was visible above the deserted level of the road. He +walked back over the same ground, determined that, whatever might have +been the cause of the sounds which had so disconcerted him, it should +not escape his search--the endeavour, however, was unrewarded. + +In spite of all his scepticism, he felt something like a superstitious +fear stealing fast upon him, and with these unwonted and uncomfortable +sensations, he once more turned and pursued his way. There was no +repetition of these haunting sounds, until he had reached the point +where he had last stopped to retrace his steps--here they were +resumed--and with sudden starts of running, which threatened to bring +the unseen pursuer up to the alarmed pedestrian. + +Captain Barton arrested his course as formerly--the unaccountable nature +of the occurrence filled him with vague and disagreeable sensations--and +yielding to the excitement that was gaining upon him, he shouted +sternly, "Who goes there?" The sound of one's own voice, thus exerted, +in utter solitude, and followed by total silence, has in it something +unpleasantly dismaying, and he felt a degree of nervousness which, +perhaps, from no cause had he ever known before. + +To the very end of this solitary street the steps pursued him--and it +required a strong effort of stubborn pride on his part, to resist the +impulse that prompted him every moment to run for safety at the top of +his speed. It was not until he had reached his lodging, and sate by his +own fire-side, that he felt sufficiently reassured to rearrange and +reconsider in his own mind the occurrences which had so discomposed him. +So little a matter, after all, is sufficient to upset the pride of +scepticism and vindicate the old simple laws of nature within us. + + + + +CHAPTER II. + +THE WATCHER. + + +Mr. Barton was next morning sitting at a late breakfast, reflecting upon +the incidents of the previous night, with more of inquisitiveness than +awe, so speedily do gloomy impressions upon the fancy disappear under +the cheerful influence of day, when a letter just delivered by the +postman was placed upon the table before him. + +There was nothing remarkable in the address of this missive, except +that it was written in a hand which he did not know--perhaps it was +disguised--for the tall narrow characters were sloped backward; and with +the self-inflicted suspense which we often see practised in such cases, +he puzzled over the inscription for a full minute before he broke the +seal. When he did so, he read the following words, written in the same +hand:-- + + +"Mr. Barton, late captain of the 'Dolphin,' is warned of DANGER. He will +do wisely to avoid ---- street--[here the locality of his last night's +adventure was named]--if he walks there as usual he will meet with +something unlucky--let him take warning, once for all, for he has reason +to dread + + "THE WATCHER." + + +Captain Barton read and re-read this strange effusion; in every light +and in every direction he turned it over and over; he examined the +paper on which it was written, and scrutinized the hand-writing once +more. Defeated here, he turned to the seal; it was nothing but a patch +of wax, upon which the accidental impression of a thumb was imperfectly +visible. + +There was not the slightest mark, or clue of any kind, to lead him to +even a guess as to its possible origin. The writer's object seemed a +friendly one, and yet he subscribed himself as one whom he had "reason +to dread." Altogether the letter, its author, and its real purpose were +to him an inexplicable puzzle, and one, moreover, unpleasantly +suggestive, in his mind, of other associations connected with his last +night's adventure. + +In obedience to some feeling--perhaps of pride--Mr. Barton did not +communicate, even to his intended bride, the occurrences which I have +just detailed. Trifling as they might appear, they had in reality most +disagreeably affected his imagination, and he cared not to disclose, +even to the young lady in question, what she might possibly look upon as +evidences of weakness. The letter might very well be but a hoax, and the +mysterious footfall but a delusion or a trick. But although he affected +to treat the whole affair as unworthy of a thought, it yet haunted him +pertinaciously, tormenting him with perplexing doubts, and depressing +him with undefined apprehensions. Certain it is, that for a considerable +time afterwards he carefully avoided the street indicated in the letter +as the scene of danger. + +It was not until about a week after the receipt of the letter which I +have transcribed, that anything further occurred to remind Captain +Barton of its contents, or to counteract the gradual disappearance from +his mind of the disagreeable impressions then received. + +He was returning one night, after the interval I have stated, from the +theatre, which was then situated in Crow-street, and having there seen +Miss Montague and Lady L---- into their carriage, he loitered for some +time with two or three acquaintances. + +With these, however, he parted close to the college, and pursued his way +alone. It was now fully one o'clock, and the streets were quite +deserted. During the whole of his walk with the companions from whom he +had just parted, he had been at times painfully aware of the sound of +steps, as it seemed, dogging them on their way. + +Once or twice he had looked back, in the uneasy anticipation that he was +again about to experience the same mysterious annoyances which had so +disconcerted him a week before, and earnestly hoping that he might see +some form to account naturally for the sounds. But the street was +deserted--no one was visible. + +Proceeding now quite alone upon his homeward way, he grew really nervous +and uncomfortable, as he became sensible, with increased distinctness, +of the well-known and now absolutely dreaded sounds. + +By the side of the dead wall which bounded the college park, the sounds +followed, recommencing almost simultaneously with his own steps. The +same unequal pace--sometimes slow, sometimes for a score yards or so, +quickened almost to a run--was audible from behind him. Again and again +he turned; quickly and stealthily he glanced over his shoulder--almost +at every half-dozen steps; but no one was visible. + +The irritation of this intangible and unseen pursuit became gradually +all but intolerable; and when at last he reached his home, his nerves +were strung to such a pitch of excitement that he could not rest, and +did not attempt even to lie down until after the daylight had broken. + +He was awakened by a knock at his chamber-door, and his servant +entering, handed him several letters which had just been received by the +penny post. One among them instantly arrested his attention--a single +glance at the direction aroused him thoroughly. He at once recognized its +character, and read as follows:-- + + +"You may as well think, Captain Barton, to escape from your own shadow +as from me; do what you may, I will see you as often as I please, and +you shall see me, for I do not want to hide myself, as you fancy. Do not +let it trouble your rest, Captain Barton; for, with a _good conscience_, +what need you fear from the eye of + + "THE WATCHER." + +It is scarcely necessary to dwell upon the feelings that accompanied a +perusal of this strange communication. Captain Barton was observed to be +unusually absent and out of spirits for several days afterwards, but no +one divined the cause. + +Whatever he might think as to the phantom steps which followed him, +there could be no possible illusion about the letters he had received; +and, to say the least, their immediate sequence upon the mysterious +sounds which had haunted him, was an odd coincidence. + +The whole circumstance was, in his own mind, vaguely and instinctively +connected with certain passages in his past life, which, of all others, +he hated to remember. + +It happened, however, that in addition to his own approaching nuptials, +Captain Barton had just then--fortunately, perhaps, for himself--some +business of an engrossing kind connected with the adjustment of a large +and long-litigated claim upon certain properties. + +The hurry and excitement of business had its natural effect in gradually +dispelling the gloom which had for a time occasionally oppressed him, +and in a little while his spirits had entirely recovered their +accustomed tone. + +During all this time, however, he was, now and then, dismayed by +indistinct and half-heard repetitions of the same annoyance, and that in +lonely places, in the day-time as well as after nightfall. These +renewals of the strange impressions from which he had suffered so much, +were, however, desultory and faint, insomuch that often he really could +not, to his own satisfaction, distinguish between them and the mere +suggestions of an excited imagination. + +One evening he walked down to the House of Commons with a Member, an +acquaintance of his and mine. This was one of the few occasions upon +which I have been in company with Captain Barton. As we walked down +together, I observed that he became absent and silent, and to a degree +that seemed to argue the pressure of some urgent and absorbing anxiety. + +I afterwards learned that during the whole of our walk, he had heard the +well-known footsteps tracking him as we proceeded. + +This, however, was the last time he suffered from this phase of the +persecution, of which he was already the anxious victim. A new and a +very different one was about to be presented. + + + + +CHAPTER III. + +AN ADVERTISEMENT. + + +Of the new series of impressions which were afterwards gradually to work +out his destiny, I that evening witnessed the first; and but for its +relation to the train of events which followed, the incident would +scarcely have been now remembered by me. + +As we were walking in at the passage from College-Green, a man, of whom +I remember only that he was short in stature, looked like a foreigner, +and wore a kind of fur travelling-cap, walked very rapidly, and as if +under fierce excitement, directly towards us, muttering to himself, fast +and vehemently the while. + +This odd-looking person walked straight toward Barton, who was foremost +of the three, and halted, regarding him for a moment or two with a look +of maniacal menace and fury; and then turning about as abruptly, he +walked before us at the same agitated pace, and disappeared at a side +passage. I do distinctly remember being a good deal shocked at the +countenance and bearing of this man, which indeed irresistibly impressed +me with an undefined sense of danger, such as I have never felt before +or since from the presence of anything human; but these sensations were, +on my part, far from amounting to anything so disconcerting as to flurry +or excite me--I had seen only a singularly evil countenance, agitated, +as it seemed, with the excitement of madness. + +I was absolutely astonished, however, at the effect of this apparition +upon Captain Barton. I knew him to be a man of proud courage and +coolness in real danger--a circumstance which made his conduct upon this +occasion the more conspicuously odd. He recoiled a step or two as the +stranger advanced, and clutched my arm in silence, with what seemed to +be a spasm of agony or terror! and then, as the figure disappeared, +shoving me roughly back, he followed it for a few paces, stopped in +great disorder, and sat down upon a form. I never beheld a countenance +more ghastly and haggard. + +"For God's sake, Barton, what is the matter?" said ----, our companion, +really alarmed at his appearance. "You're not hurt, are you?--or unwell? +What is it?" + +"What did he say?--I did not hear it--what was it?" asked Barton, wholly +disregarding the question. + +"Nonsense," said ----, greatly surprised; "who cares what the fellow +said. You are unwell, Barton--decidedly unwell; let me call a coach." + +"Unwell! No--not unwell," he said, evidently making an effort to recover +his self-possession; "but, to say the truth, I am fatigued--a little +over-worked--and perhaps over anxious. You know I have been in chancery, +and the winding up of a suit is always a nervous affair. I have felt +uncomfortable all this evening; but I am better now. Come, come--shall +we go on?" + +"No, no. Take my advice, Barton, and go home; you really do need rest! +you are looking quite ill. I really do insist on your allowing me to see +you home," replied his friend. + +I seconded ----'s advice, the more readily as it was obvious that Barton +was not himself disinclined to be persuaded. He left us, declining our +offered escort. I was not sufficiently intimate with ---- to discuss the +scene we had both just witnessed. I was, however, convinced from his +manner in the few common-place comments and regrets we exchanged, that +he was just as little satisfied as I with the extempore plea of illness +with which he had accounted for the strange exhibition, and that we were +both agreed in suspecting some lurking mystery in the matter. + +I called next day at Barton's lodgings, to enquire for him, and learned +from the servant that he had not left his room since his return the +night before; but that he was not seriously indisposed, and hoped to be +out in a few days. That evening he sent for Dr. R----, then in large and +fashionable practice in Dublin, and their interview was, it is said, an +odd one. + +He entered into a detail of his own symptoms in an abstracted and +desultory way which seemed to argue a strange want of interest in his +own cure, and, at all events, made it manifest that there was some topic +engaging his mind of more engrossing importance than his present +ailment. He complained of occasional palpitations and headache. + +Doctor R----, asked him among other questions, whether there was any +irritating circumstance or anxiety then occupying his thoughts. This he +denied quickly and almost peevishly; and the physician thereupon +declared his opinion, that there was nothing amiss except some slight +derangement of the digestion, for which he accordingly wrote a +prescription, and was about to withdraw, when Mr. Barton, with the air +of a man who recollects a topic which had nearly escaped him, recalled +him. + +"I beg your pardon, Doctor, but I really almost forgot; will you permit +me to ask you two or three medical questions--rather odd ones, perhaps, +but a wager depends upon their solution, you will, I hope, excuse my +unreasonableness." + +The physician readily undertook to satisfy the inquirer. + +Barton seemed to have some difficulty about opening the proposed +interrogatories, for he was silent for a minute, then walked to his +book-case, and returned as he had gone; at last he sat down and said-- + +"You'll think them very childish questions, but I can't recover my wager +without a decision; so I must put them. I want to know first about +lock-jaw. If a man actually has had that complaint, and appears to have +died of it--so much so, that a physician of average skill pronounces him +actually dead--may he, after all, recover?" + +The physician smiled, and shook his head. + +"But--but a blunder may be made," resumed Barton. "Suppose an ignorant +pretender to medical skill; may _he_ be so deceived by any stage of the +complaint, as to mistake what is only a part of the progress of the +disease, for death itself?" + +"No one who had ever seen death," answered he, "could mistake it in a +case of lock-jaw." + +Barton mused for a few minutes. "I am going to ask you a question, +perhaps, still more childish; but first, tell me, are the regulations of +foreign hospitals, such as that of, let us say, Naples, very lax and +bungling. May not all kinds of blunders and slips occur in their entries +of names, and soforth?" + +Doctor R---- professed his incompetence to answer that query. + +"Well, then, Doctor, here is the last of my questions. You will, +probably, laugh at it; but it must out, nevertheless. Is there any +disease, in all the range of human maladies, which would have the effect +of perceptibly contracting the stature, and the whole frame--causing the +man to shrink in all his proportions, and yet to preserve his exact +resemblance to himself in every particular--with the one exception, his +height and bulk; any disease, mark--no matter how rare--how little +believed in, generally--which could possibly result in producing such an +effect?" + +The physician replied with a smile, and a very decided negative. + +"Tell me, then," said Barton, abruptly, "if a man be in reasonable fear +of assault from a lunatic who is at large, can he not procure a warrant +for his arrest and detention?" + +"Really that is more a lawyer's question than one in my way," replied +Dr. R----: "but I believe, on applying to a magistrate, such a course +would be directed." + +The physician then took his leave; but, just as he reached the +hall-door, remembered that he had left his cane up stairs, and returned. +His reappearance was awkward, for a piece of paper, which he recognised +as his own prescription, was slowly burning upon the fire, and Barton +sitting close by with an expression of settled gloom and dismay. + +Doctor R---- had too much tact to observe what presented itself; but he +had seen quite enough to assure him that the mind, and not the body, of +Captain Barton was in reality the seat of suffering. + +A few days afterwards, the following advertisement appeared in the +Dublin newspapers. + +"If Sylvester Yelland, formerly a foremast-man on board his Majesty's +frigate Dolphin, or his nearest of kin, will apply to Mr. Hubert Smith, +attorney, at his office, Dame Street, he or they may hear of something +greatly to his or their advantage. Admission may be had at any hour up +to twelve o'clock at night, should parties desire to avoid observation; +and the strictest secrecy, as to all communications intended to be +confidential, shall be honourably observed." + +The Dolphin, as I have mentioned, was the vessel which Captain Barton +had commanded; and this circumstance, connected with the extraordinary +exertions made by the circulation of hand-bills, &c, as well as by +repeated advertisements, to secure for this strange notice the utmost +possible publicity, suggested to Dr. R---- the idea that Captain +Barton's extreme uneasiness was somehow connected with the individual to +whom the advertisement was addressed, and he himself the author of it. + +This, however, it is needless to add, was no more than a conjecture. No +information whatsoever, as to the real purpose of the advertisement was +divulged by the agent, nor yet any hint as to who his employer might +be. + + + + +CHAPTER IV. + +HE TALKS WITH A CLERGYMAN. + + +Mr. Barton, although he had latterly begun to earn for himself the +character of an hypochondriac, was yet very far from deserving it. +Though by no means lively, he had yet, naturally, what are termed "even +spirits," and was not subject to undue depressions. + +He soon, therefore, began to return to his former habits; and one of the +earliest symptoms of this healthier tone of spirits was, his appearing +at a grand dinner of the Freemasons, of which worthy fraternity he was +himself a brother. Barton, who had been at first gloomy and abstracted, +drank much more freely than was his wont--possibly with the purpose of +dispelling his own secret anxieties--and under the influence of good +wine, and pleasant company, became gradually (unlike himself) talkative, +and even noisy. + +It was under this unwonted excitement that he left his company at about +half-past ten o'clock; and, as conviviality is a strong incentive to +gallantry, it occurred to him to proceed forthwith to Lady L----'s and +pass the remainder of the evening with her and his destined bride. + +Accordingly, he was soon at ---- street, and chatting gaily with the +ladies. It is not to be supposed that Captain Barton had exceeded the +limits which propriety prescribes to good fellowship--he had merely +taken enough wine to raise his spirits, without, however, in the least +degree unsteadying his mind, or affecting his manners. + +With this undue elevation of spirits had supervened an entire oblivion +or contempt of those undefined apprehensions which had for so long +weighed upon his mind, and to a certain extent estranged him from +society; but as the night wore away, and his artificial gaiety began to +flag, these painful feelings gradually intruded themselves again, and he +grew abstracted and anxious as heretofore. + +He took his leave at length, with an unpleasant foreboding of some +coming mischief, and with a mind haunted with a thousand mysterious +apprehensions, such as, even while he acutely felt their pressure, he, +nevertheless, inwardly strove, or affected to contemn. + +It was this proud defiance of what he regarded as his own weakness, +which prompted him upon the present occasion to that course which +brought about the adventure I am now about to relate. + +Mr. Barton might have easily called a coach, but he was conscious that +his strong inclination to do so proceeded from no cause other than what +he desperately persisted in representing to himself to be his own +superstitious tremors. + +He might also have returned home by a _route_ different from that +against which he had been warned by his mysterious correspondent; but +for the same reason he dismissed this idea also, and with a dogged and +half desperate resolution to force matters to a crisis of some kind, if +there were any reality in the causes of his former suffering, and if +not, satisfactorily to bring their delusiveness to the proof, he +determined to follow precisely the course which he had trodden upon the +night so painfully memorable in his own mind as that on which his +strange persecution commenced. Though, sooth to say, the pilot who for +the first time steers his vessel under the muzzles of a hostile battery, +never felt his resolution more severely tasked than did Captain Barton +as he breathlessly pursued this solitary path--a path which, spite of +every effort of scepticism and reason, he felt to be infested by some +(as respected _him_) malignant being. + +He pursued his way steadily and rapidly, scarcely breathing from +intensity of suspense; he, however, was troubled by no renewal of the +dreaded footsteps, and was beginning to feel a return of confidence, as +more than three-fourths of the way being accomplished with impunity, he +approached the long line of twinkling oil lamps which indicated the +frequented streets. + +This feeling of self-congratulation was, however, but momentary. The +report of a musket at some hundred yards behind him, and the whistle of +a bullet close to his head, disagreeably and startlingly dispelled it. +His first impulse was to retrace his steps in pursuit of the assassin; +but the road on either side was, as we have said, embarrassed by the +foundations of a street, beyond which extended waste fields, full of +rubbish and neglected lime and brick-kilns, and all now as utterly +silent as though no sound had ever disturbed their dark and unsightly +solitude. The futility of, single-handed, attempting, under such +circumstances, a search for the murderer, was apparent, especially as no +sound, either of retreating steps or any other kind, was audible to +direct his pursuit. + +With the tumultuous sensations of one whose life has just been exposed +to a murderous attempt, and whose escape has been the narrowest +possible, Captain Barton turned again; and without, however, quickening +his pace actually to a run, hurriedly pursued his way. + +He had turned, as I have said, after a pause of a few seconds, and had +just commenced his rapid retreat, when on a sudden he met the +well-remembered little man in the fur cap. The encounter was but +momentary. The figure was walking at the same exaggerated pace, and with +the same strange air of menace as before; and as it passed him, he +thought he heard it say, in a furious whisper, "Still alive--still +alive!" + +The state of Mr. Barton's spirits began now to work a corresponding +alteration in his health and looks, and to such a degree that it was +impossible that the change should escape general remark. + +For some reasons, known but to himself, he took no step whatsoever to +bring the attempt upon his life, which he had so narrowly escaped, under +the notice of the authorities; on the contrary, he kept it jealously to +himself; and it was not for many weeks after the occurrence that he +mentioned it, and then in strict confidence, to a gentleman, whom the +torments of his mind at last compelled him to consult. + +Spite of his blue devils, however, poor Barton, having no satisfactory +reason to render to the public for any undue remissness in the +attentions exacted by the relation subsisting between him and Miss +Montague was obliged to exert himself, and present to the world a +confident and cheerful bearing. + +The true source of his sufferings, and every circumstance connected with +them, he guarded with a reserve so jealous, that it seemed dictated by +at least a suspicion that the origin of his strange persecution was +known to himself, and that it was of a nature which, upon his own +account, he could not or dared not disclose. + +The mind thus turned in upon itself, and constantly occupied with a +haunting anxiety which it dared not reveal or confide to any human +breast, became daily more excited, and, of course, more vividly +impressible, by a system of attack which operated through the nervous +system; and in this state he was destined to sustain, with increasing +frequency, the stealthy visitations of that apparition which from the +first had seemed to possess so terrible a hold upon his imagination. + + * * * * * + +It was about this time that Captain Barton called upon the then +celebrated preacher, Dr. ----, with whom he had a slight acquaintance, +and an extraordinary conversation ensued. + +The divine was seated in his chambers in college, surrounded with works +upon his favourite pursuit, and deep in theology, when Barton was +announced. + +There was something at once embarrassed and excited in his manner, +which, along with his wan and haggard countenance, impressed the student +with the unpleasant consciousness that his visitor must have recently +suffered terribly indeed, to account for an alteration so +striking--almost shocking. + +After the usual interchange of polite greeting, and a few common-place +remarks, Captain Barton, who obviously perceived the surprise which his +visit had excited, and which Doctor ---- was unable wholly to conceal, +interrupted a brief pause by remarking-- + +"This is a strange call, Doctor ----, perhaps scarcely warranted by an +acquaintance so slight as mine with you. I should not under ordinary +circumstances have ventured to disturb you; but my visit is neither an +idle nor impertinent intrusion. I am sure you will not so account it, +when I tell you how afflicted I am." + +Doctor ---- interrupted him with assurances such as good breeding +suggested, and Barton resumed-- + +"I am come to task your patience by asking your advice. When I say your +patience, I might, indeed, say more; I might have said your +humanity--your compassion; for I have been and am a great sufferer." + +"My dear sir," replied the churchman, "it will, indeed, afford me +infinite gratification if I can give you comfort in any distress of +mind; but--you know----" + +"I know what you would say," resumed Barton, quickly; "I am an +unbeliever, and, therefore, incapable of deriving help from religion; +but don't take that for granted. At least you must not assume that, +however unsettled my convictions may be, I do not feel a deep--a very +deep--interest in the subject. Circumstances have lately forced it upon +my attention, in such a way as to compel me to review the whole +question in a more candid and teachable spirit, I believe, than I ever +studied it in before." + +"Your difficulties, I take it for granted, refer to the evidences of +revelation," suggested the clergyman. + +"Why--no--not altogether; in fact I am ashamed to say I have not +considered even my objections sufficiently to state them connectedly; +but--but there is one subject on which I feel a peculiar interest." + +He paused again, and Doctor ---- pressed him to proceed. + +"The fact is," said Barton, "whatever may be my uncertainty as to the +authenticity of what we are taught to call revelation, of one fact I am +deeply and horribly convinced, that there does exist beyond this a +spiritual world--a system whose workings are generally in mercy hidden +from us--a system which may be, and which is sometimes, partially and +terribly revealed. I am sure--I _know_," continued Barton, with +increasing excitement, "that there is a God--a dreadful God--and that +retribution follows guilt, in ways the most mysterious and +stupendous--by agencies the most inexplicable and terrific;--there is a +spiritual system--great God, how I have been convinced!--a system +malignant, and implacable, and omnipotent, under whose persecutions I +am, and have been, suffering the torments of the damned!--yes, +sir--yes--the fires and frenzy of hell!" + +As Barton spoke, his agitation became so vehement that the Divine was +shocked, and even alarmed. The wild and excited rapidity with which he +spoke, and, above all, the indefinable horror, that stamped his +features, afforded a contrast to his ordinary cool and unimpassioned +self-possession striking and painful in the last degree. + + + + +CHAPTER V. + +MR. BARTON STATES HIS CASE. + + +"My dear sir," said Doctor ----, after a brief pause, "I fear you have +been very unhappy, indeed; but I venture to predict that the depression +under which you labour will be found to originate in purely physical +causes, and that with a change of air, and the aid of a few tonics, your +spirits will return, and the tone of your mind be once more cheerful and +tranquil as heretofore. There was, after all, more truth than we are +quite willing to admit in the classic theories which assigned the undue +predominance of any one affection of the mind, to the undue action or +torpidity of one or other of our bodily organs. Believe me, that a +little attention to diet, exercise, and the other essentials of health, +under competent direction, will make you as much yourself as you can +wish." + +"Doctor ----" said Barton, with something like a shudder, "I _cannot_ +delude myself with such a hope. I have no hope to cling to but one, and +that is, that by some other spiritual agency more potent than that which +tortures me, _it_ may be combated, and I delivered. If this may not be, +I am lost--now and for ever lost." + +"But, Mr. Barton, you must remember," urged his companion, "that others +have suffered as you have done, and----" + +"No, no, no," interrupted he, with irritability--"no, sir, I am not a +credulous--far from a superstitious man. I have been, perhaps, too much +the reverse--too sceptical, too slow of belief; but unless I were one +whom no amount of evidence could convince, unless I were to contemn the +repeated, the _perpetual_ evidence of my own senses, I am now--now at +last constrained to believe--I have no escape from the conviction--the +overwhelming certainty--that I am haunted and dogged, go where I may, +by--by a DEMON!" + +There was a preternatural energy of horror in Barton's face, as, with +its damp and death-like lineaments turned towards his companion, he thus +delivered himself. + +"God help you, my poor friend," said Dr. ----, much shocked, "God help +you; for, indeed, you _are_ a sufferer, however your sufferings may have +been caused." + +"Ay, ay, God help me," echoed Barton, sternly; "but _will_ he help +me--will he help me?" + +"Pray to him--pray in an humble and trusting spirit," said he. + +"Pray, pray," echoed he again; "I can't pray--I could as easily move a +mountain by an effort of my will. I have not belief enough to pray; +there is something within me that will not pray. You prescribe +impossibilities--literal impossibilities." + +"You will not find it so, if you will but try," said Doctor ----. + +"Try! I _have_ tried, and the attempt only fills me with confusion; and, +sometimes, terror; I have tried in vain, and more than in vain. The +awful, unutterable idea of eternity and infinity oppresses and maddens +my brain whenever my mind approaches the contemplation of the Creator; I +recoil from the effort scared. I tell you, Doctor ----, if I am to be +saved, it must be by other means. The idea of an eternal Creator is to +me intolerable--my mind cannot support it." + +"Say, then, my dear sir," urged he, "say how you would have me serve +you--what you would learn of me--what I can do or say to relieve you?" + +"Listen to me first," replied Captain Barton, with a subdued air, and an +effort to suppress his excitement, "listen to me while I detail the +circumstances of the persecution under which my life has become all but +intolerable--a persecution which has made me fear _death_ and the world +beyond the grave as much as I have grown to hate existence." + +Barton then proceeded to relate the circumstances which I have already +detailed, and then continued: + +"This has now become habitual--an accustomed thing. I do not mean the +actual seeing him in the flesh--thank God, _that_ at least is not +permitted daily. Thank God, from the ineffable horrors of that +visitation I have been mercifully allowed intervals of repose, though +none of security; but from the consciousness that a malignant spirit is +following and watching me wherever I go, I have never, for a single +instant, a temporary respite. I am pursued with blasphemies, cries of +despair and appalling hatred. I hear those dreadful sounds called after +me as I turn the corners of the streets; they come in the night-time, +while I sit in my chamber alone; they haunt me everywhere, charging me +with hideous crimes, and--great God!--threatening me with coming +vengeance and eternal misery. Hush! do you hear _that_?" he cried with a +horrible smile of triumph; "there, there, will that convince you?" + +The clergyman felt a chill of horror steal over him, while, during the +wail of a sudden gust of wind, he heard, or fancied he heard, the half +articulate sounds of rage and derision mingling in the sough. + +"Well, what do you think of _that_?" at length Barton cried, drawing a +long breath through his teeth. + +"I heard the wind," said Doctor ----. + +"What should I think of it--what is there remarkable about it?" + +"The prince of the powers of the air," muttered Barton, with a shudder. + +"Tut, tut! my dear sir," said the student, with an effort to reassure +himself; for though it was broad daylight, there was nevertheless +something disagreeably contagious in the nervous excitement under which +his visitor so miserably suffered. "You must not give way to those wild +fancies; you must resist these impulses of the imagination." + +"Ay, ay; 'resist the devil and he will flee from thee,'" said Barton, in +the same tone; "but _how_ resist him? ay, there it is--there is the rub. +What--_what_ am I to do? what _can_ I do?" + +"My dear sir, this _is_ fancy," said the man of folios; "you are your +own tormentor." + +"No, no, sir--fancy has no part in it," answered Barton, somewhat +sternly. "Fancy! was it that made you, as well as me, hear, but this +moment, those accents of hell? Fancy, indeed! No, no." + +"But you have seen this person frequently," said the ecclesiastic; "why +have you not accosted or secured him? Is it not a little precipitate, to +say no more, to assume, as you have done, the existence of preternatural +agency, when, after all, everything may be easily accountable, if only +proper means were taken to sift the matter." + +"There are circumstances connected with this--this _appearance_," said +Barton, "which it is needless to disclose, but which to _me_ are proof +of its horrible nature. I know that the being that follows me is not +human--I say I know this; I could prove it to your own conviction." He +paused for a minute, and then added, "And as to accosting it, I dare +not, I could not; when I see it I am powerless; I stand in the gaze of +death, in the triumphant presence of infernal power and malignity. My +strength, and faculties, and memory, all forsake me. O God, I fear, sir, +you know not what you speak of. Mercy, mercy; heaven have pity on me!" + +He leaned his elbow on the table, and passed his hand across his eyes, +as if to exclude some image of horror, muttering the last words of the +sentence he had just concluded, again and again. + +"Doctor ----," he said, abruptly raising himself, and looking full upon +the clergyman with an imploring eye, "I know you will do for me whatever +may be done. You know now fully the circumstances and the nature of my +affliction. I tell you I cannot help myself; I cannot hope to escape; I +am utterly passive. I conjure you, then, to weigh my case well, and if +anything may be done for me by vicarious supplication--by the +intercession of the good--or by any aid or influence whatsoever, I +implore of you, I adjure you in the name of the Most High, give me the +benefit of that influence--deliver me from the body of this death. +Strive for me, pity me; I know you will; you cannot refuse this; it is +the purpose and object of my visit. Send me away with some hope, however +little, some faint hope of ultimate deliverance, and I will nerve myself +to endure, from hour to hour, the hideous dream into which my existence +has been transformed." + +Doctor ---- assured him that all he could do was to pray earnestly for +him, and that so much he would not fail to do. They parted with a +hurried and melancholy valediction. Barton hastened to the carriage that +awaited him at the door, drew down the blinds, and drove away, while +Doctor ---- returned to his chamber, to ruminate at leisure upon the +strange interview which had just interrupted his studies. + + + + +CHAPTER VI. + +SEEN AGAIN. + + +It was not to be expected that Captain Barton's changed and eccentric +habits should long escape remark and discussion. Various were the +theories suggested to account for it. Some attributed the alteration to +the pressure of secret pecuniary embarrassments; others to a repugnance +to fulfil an engagement into which he was presumed to have too +precipitately entered; and others, again, to the supposed incipiency of +mental disease, which latter, indeed, was the most plausible as well as +the most generally, received, of the hypotheses circulated in the gossip +of the day. + +From the very commencement of this change, at first so gradual in its +advances, Miss Montague had of course been aware of it. The intimacy +involved in their peculiar relation, as well as the near interest which +it inspired afforded, in her case, a like opportunity and motive for the +successful exercise of that keen and penetrating observation peculiar to +her sex. + +His visits became, at length, so interrupted, and his manner, while they +lasted, so abstracted, strange, and agitated, that Lady L----, after +hinting her anxiety and her suspicions more than once, at length +distinctly stated her anxiety, and pressed for an explanation. + +The explanation was given, and although its nature at first relieved the +worst solicitudes of the old lady and her niece, yet the circumstances +which attended it, and the really dreadful consequences which it +obviously indicated, as regarded the spirits, and indeed the reason of +the now wretched man, who made the strange declaration, were enough, +upon little reflection, to fill their minds with perturbation and alarm. + +General Montague, the young lady's father, at length arrived. He had +himself slightly known Barton, some ten or twelve years previously, and +being aware of his fortune and connexions, was disposed to regard him as +an unexceptionable and indeed a most desirable match for his daughter. +He laughed at the story of Barton's supernatural visitations, and lost +no time in calling upon his intended son-in-law. + +"My dear Barton," he continued, gaily, after a little conversation, "my +sister tells me that you are a victim to blue devils, in quite a new and +original shape." + +Barton changed countenance, and sighed profoundly. + +"Come, come; I protest this will never do," continued the General; "you +are more like a man on his way to the gallows than to the altar. These +devils have made quite a saint of you." + +Barton made an effort to change the conversation. + +"No, no, it won't do," said his visitor laughing; "I am resolved to say +what I have to say upon this magnificent mock mystery of yours. You must +not be angry, but really it is too bad to see you at your time of life, +absolutely frightened into good behaviour, like a naughty child by a +bugaboo, and as far as I can learn, a very contemptible one. Seriously, +I have been a good deal annoyed at what they tell me; but at the same +time thoroughly convinced that there is nothing in the matter that may +not cleared up, with a little attention and management, within a week at +furthest." + +"Ah, General, you do not know--" he began. + +"Yes, but I do know quite enough to warrant my confidence," interrupted +the soldier, "don't I know that all your annoyance proceeds from the +occasional appearance of a certain little man in a cap and great-coat, +with a red vest and a bad face, who follows you about, and pops upon you +at corners of lanes, and throws you into ague fits. Now, my dear fellow, +I'll make it my business to catch this mischievous little mountebank, +and either beat him to a jelly with my own hands, or have him whipped +through the town, at the cart's-tail, before a month passes." + +"If _you_ knew what _I_ knew," said Barton, with gloomy agitation, "you +would speak very differently. Don't imagine that I am so weak as to +assume, without proof the most overwhelming, the conclusion to which I +have been forced--the proofs are here, locked up here." As he spoke he +tapped upon his breast, and with an anxious sigh continued to walk up +and down the room. + +"Well, well, Barton," said his visitor, "I'll wager a rump and a dozen I +collar the ghost, and convince even you before many days are over." + +He was running on in the same strain when he was suddenly arrested, and +not a little shocked, by observing Barton, who had approached the +window, stagger slowly back, like one who had received a stunning blow; +his arm extended toward the street--his face and his very lips white as +ashes--while he muttered, "There--by heaven!--there--there!" + +General Montague started mechanically to his feet, and from the window +of the drawing-room, saw a figure corresponding as well as his hurry +would permit him to discern, with the description of the person, whose +appearance so persistently disturbed the repose of his friend. + +The figure was just turning from the rails of the area upon which it had +been leaning, and, without waiting to see more, the old gentleman +snatched his cane and hat, and rushed down the stairs and into the +street, in the furious hope of securing the person, and punishing the +audacity of the mysterious stranger. + +He looked round him, but in vain, for any trace of the person he had +himself distinctly seen. He ran breathlessly to the nearest corner, +expecting to see from thence the retiring figure, but no such form was +visible. Back and forward, from crossing to crossing, he ran, at fault, +and it was not until the curious gaze and laughing countenances of the +passers-by reminded him of the absurdity of his pursuit, that he +checked his hurried pace, lowered his walking cane from the menacing +altitude which he had mechanically given it, adjusted his hat, and +walked composedly back again, inwardly vexed and flurried. He found +Barton pale and trembling in every joint; they both remained silent, +though under emotions very different. At last Barton whispered, "You saw +it?" + +"_It!_--him--some one--you mean--to be sure I did," replied Montague, +testily. "But where is the good or the harm of seeing him? The fellow +runs like a lamp-lighter. I wanted to _catch_ him, but he had stole away +before I could reach the hall-door. However, it is no great matter; next +time, I dare say, I'll do better; and egad, if I once come within reach +of him, I'll introduce his shoulders to the weight of my cane." + +Notwithstanding General Montague's undertakings and exhortations, +however, Barton continued to suffer from the self-same unexplained +cause; go how, when, or where he would, he was still constantly dogged +or confronted by the being who had established over him so horrible an +influence. + +Nowhere and at no time was he secure against the odious appearance which +haunted him with such diabolic perseverance. + +His depression, misery, and excitement became more settled and alarming +every day, and the mental agonies that ceaselessly preyed upon him, +began at last so sensibly to affect his health, that Lady L---- and +General Montague succeeded, without, indeed, much difficulty, in +persuading him to try a short tour on the Continent, in the hope that an +entire change of scene would, at all events, have the effect of breaking +through the influences of local association, which the more sceptical of +his friends assumed to be by no means inoperative in suggesting and +perpetuating what they conceived to be a mere form of nervous illusion. + +General Montague indeed was persuaded that the figure which haunted his +intended son-in-law was by no means the creation of his imagination, +but, on the contrary, a substantial form of flesh and blood, animated by +a resolution, perhaps with some murderous object in perspective, to +watch and follow the unfortunate gentleman. + +Even this hypothesis was not a very pleasant one; yet it was plain that +if Barton could ever be convinced that there was nothing preternatural +in the phenomenon which he had hitherto regarded in that light, the +affair would lose all its terrors in his eyes, and wholly cease to +exercise upon his health and spirits the baleful influence which it had +hitherto done. He therefore reasoned, that if the annoyance were +actually escaped by mere locomotion and change of scene, it obviously +could not have originated in any supernatural agency. + + + + +CHAPTER VII. + +FLIGHT. + + +Yielding to their persuasions, Barton left Dublin for England, +accompanied by General Montague. They posted rapidly to London, and +thence to Dover, whence they took the packet with a fair wind for +Calais. The General's confidence in the result of the expedition on +Barton's spirits had risen day by day, since their departure from the +shores of Ireland; for to the inexpressible relief and delight of the +latter, he had not since then, so much as even once fancied a repetition +of those impressions which had, when at home, drawn him gradually down +to the very depths of despair. + +This exemption from what he had begun to regard as the inevitable +condition of his existence, and the sense of security which began to +pervade his mind, were inexpressibly delightful; and in the exultation +of what he considered his deliverance, he indulged in a thousand happy +anticipations for a future into which so lately he had hardly dared to +look; and in short, both he and his companion secretly congratulated +themselves upon the termination of that persecution which had been to +its immediate victim a source of such unspeakable agony. + +It was a beautiful day, and a crowd of idlers stood upon the jetty to +receive the packet, and enjoy the bustle of the new arrivals. Montague +walked a few paces in advance of his friend, and as he made his way +through the crowd, a little man touched his arm, and said to him, in a +broad provincial _patois_-- + +"Monsieur is walking too fast; he will lose his sick comrade in the +throng, for, by my faith, the poor gentleman seems to be fainting." + +Montague turned quickly, and observed that Barton did indeed look deadly +pale. He hastened to his side. + +"My dear fellow, are you ill?" he asked anxiously. + +The question was unheeded and twice, repeated, ere Barton stammered-- + +"I saw him--by----, I saw him!" + +"_Him!_--the wretch--who--where now?--where is he?" cried Montague, +looking around him. + +"I saw him--but he is gone," repeated Barton, faintly. + +"But where--where? For God's sake speak," urged Montague, vehemently. + +"It is but this moment--_here_," said he. + +"But what did he look like--what had he on--what did he wear--quick, +quick," urged his excited companion, ready to dart among the crowd and +collar the delinquent on the spot. + +"He touched your arm--he spoke to you--he pointed to me. God be merciful +to me, there is no escape," said Barton, in the low, subdued tones of +despair. + +Montague had already bustled away in all the flurry of mingled hope and +rage; but though the singular _personnel_ of the stranger who had +accosted him was vividly impressed upon his recollection, he failed to +discover among the crowd even the slightest resemblance to him. + +After a fruitless search, in which he enlisted the services of several +of the by-standers, who aided all the more zealously, as they believed +he had been robbed, he at length, out of breath and baffled, gave over +the attempt. + +"Ah, my friend, it won't do," said Barton, with the faint voice and +bewildered, ghastly look of one who had been stunned by some mortal +shock; "there is no use in contending; whatever it is, the dreadful +association between me and it, is now established--I shall never +escape--never!" + +"Nonsense, nonsense, my dear Barton; don't talk so," said Montague with +something at once of irritation and dismay; "you must not, I say; we'll +jockey the scoundrel yet; never mind, I say--never mind." + +It was, however, but labour lost to endeavour henceforward to inspire +Barton with one ray of hope; he became desponding. + +This intangible, and, as it seemed, utterly inadequate influence was +fast destroying his energies of intellect, character, and health. His +first object was now to return to Ireland, there, as he believed, and +now almost hoped, speedily to die. + +To Ireland accordingly he came and one of the first faces he saw upon +the shore, was again that of his implacable and dreaded attendant. +Barton seemed at last to have lost not only all enjoyment and every hope +in existence, but all independence of will besides. He now submitted +himself passively to the management of the friends most nearly +interested in his welfare. + +With the apathy of entire despair, he implicitly assented to whatever +measures they suggested and advised; and as a last resource, it was +determined to remove him to a house of Lady L----'s, in the +neighbourhood of Clontarf, where, with the advice of his medical +attendant, who persisted in his opinion that the whole train of +consequences resulted merely from some nervous derangement, it was +resolved that he was to confine himself, strictly to the house, and to +make use only of those apartments which commanded a view of an enclosed +yard, the gates of which were to be kept jealously locked. + +Those precautions would certainly secure him against the casual +appearance of any living form, that his excited imagination might +possibly confound with the spectre which, as it was contended, his fancy +recognised in every figure that bore even a distant or general +resemblance to the peculiarities with which his fancy had at first +invested it. + +A month or six weeks' absolute seclusion under these conditions, it was +hoped might, by interrupting the series of these terrible impressions, +gradually dispel the predisposing apprehensions, and the associations +which had confirmed the supposed disease, and rendered recovery +hopeless. + +Cheerful society and that of his friends was to be constantly supplied, +and on the whole, very sanguine expectations were indulged in, that +under the treatment thus detailed, the obstinate hypochondria of the +patient might at length give way. + +Accompanied, therefore, by Lady L----, General Montague and his +daughter--his own affianced bride--poor Barton--himself never daring to +cherish a hope of his ultimate emancipation from the horrors under which +his life was literally wasting away--took possession of the apartments, +whose situation protected him against the intrusions, from which he +shrank with such unutterable terror. + +After a little time, a steady persistence in this system began to +manifest its results, in a very marked though gradual improvement, alike +in the health and spirits of the invalid. Not, indeed, that anything at +all approaching complete recovery was yet discernible. On the contrary, +to those who had not seen him since the commencement of his strange +sufferings, such an alteration would have been apparent as might well +have shocked them. + +The improvement, however, such as it was, was welcomed with gratitude +and delight, especially by the young lady, whom her attachment to him, +as well as her now singularly painful position, consequent on his +protracted illness, rendered an object scarcely one degree less to be +commiserated than himself. + +A week passed--a fortnight--a month--and yet there had been no +recurrence of the hated visitation. The treatment had, so far forth, +been followed by complete success. The chain of associations was broken. +The constant pressure upon the overtasked spirits had been removed, and, +under these comparatively favourable circumstances, the sense of social +community with the world about him, and something of human interest, if +not of enjoyment, began to reanimate him. + +It was about this time that Lady L---- who, like most old ladies of the +day, was deep in family receipts, and a great pretender to medical +science, dispatched her own maid to the kitchen garden, with a list of +herbs, which were there to be carefully culled, and brought back to her +housekeeper for the purpose stated. The handmaiden, however, returned +with her task scarce half completed, and a good deal flurried and +alarmed. Her mode of accounting for her precipitate retreat and evident +agitation was odd, and, to the old lady, startling. + + + + +CHAPTER VIII. + +SOFTENED. + + +It appeared that she had repaired to the kitchen garden, pursuant to her +mistress's directions, and had there begun to make the specified +election among the rank and neglected herbs which crowded one corner of +the enclosure, and while engaged in this pleasant labour, she carelessly +sang a fragment of an old song, as she said, "to keep herself company." +She was, however, interrupted by an ill-natured laugh; and, looking up, +she saw through the old thorn hedge, which surrounded the garden, a +singularly ill-looking little man, whose countenance wore the stamp of +menace and malignity, standing close to her, at the other side of the +hawthorn screen. + +She described herself as utterly unable to move or speak, while he +charged her with a message for Captain Barton; the substance of which +she distinctly remembered to have been to the effect, that he, Captain +Barton, must come abroad as usual, and show himself to his friends, out +of doors, or else prepare for a visit in his own chamber. + +On concluding this brief message, the stranger had, with a threatening +air, got down into the outer ditch, and, seizing the hawthorn stems in +his hands, seemed on the point of climbing through the fence--a feat +which might have been accomplished without much difficulty. + +Without, of course, awaiting this result, the girl--throwing down her +treasures of thyme and rosemary--had turned and run, with the swiftness +of terror, to the house. Lady L---- commanded her, on pain of instant +dismissal, to observe an absolute silence respecting all that passed of +the incident which related to Captain Barton; and, at the same time, +directed instant search to be made by her men, in the garden and the +fields adjacent. This measure, however, was as usual, unsuccessful, and, +filled with undefinable misgivings, Lady L---- communicated the incident +to her brother. The story, however, until long afterwards, went no +further, and, of course, it was jealously guarded from Barton, who +continued to amend, though slowly. + +Barton now began to walk occasionally in the court-yard which I have +mentioned, and which being enclosed by a high wall, commanded no view +beyond its own extent. Here he, therefore, considered himself perfectly +secure: and, but for a careless violation of orders by one of the +grooms, he might have enjoyed, at least for some time longer, his +much-prized immunity. Opening upon the public road, this yard was +entered by a wooden gate, with a wicket in it, and was further defended +by an iron gate upon the outside. Strict orders had been given to keep +both carefully locked; but, spite of these, it had happened that one +day, as Barton was slowly pacing this narrow enclosure, in his +accustomed walk, and reaching the further extremity, was turning to +retrace his steps, he saw the boarded wicket ajar, and the face of his +tormentor immovably looking at him through the iron bars. For a few +seconds he stood rivetted to the earth--breathless and bloodless--in the +fascination of that dreaded gaze, and then fell helplessly insensible, +upon the pavement. + +There he was found a few minutes afterwards, and conveyed to his +room--the apartment which he was never afterwards to leave alive. +Henceforward a marked and unaccountable change was observable in the +tone of his mind. Captain Barton was now no longer the excited and +despairing man he had been before; a strange alteration had passed upon +him--an unearthly tranquillity reigned in his mind--it was the +anticipated stillness of the grave. + +"Montague, my friend, this struggle is nearly ended now," he said, +tranquilly, but with a look of fixed and fearful awe. "I have, at last, +some comfort from that world of spirits, from which my punishment has +come. I now know that my sufferings will soon be over." + +Montague pressed him to speak on. + +"Yes," said he, in a softened voice, "my punishment is nearly ended. +From sorrow, perhaps I shall never, in time or eternity, escape; but my +_agony_ is almost over. Comfort has been revealed to me, and what +remains of my allotted struggle I will bear with submission--even with +hope." + +"I am glad to hear you speak so tranquilly, my dear Barton," said +Montague; "peace and cheer of mind are all you need to make you what you +were." + +"No, no--I never can be that," said he mournfully. "I am no longer fit +for life. I am soon to die. I am to see him but once again, and then all +is ended." + +"He said so, then?" suggested Montague. + +"_He?_--No, no: good tidings could scarcely come through him; and these +were good and welcome; and they came so solemnly and sweetly--with +unutterable love and melancholy, such as I could not--without saying +more than is needful, or fitting, of other long-past scenes and +persons--fully explain to you." As Barton said this he shed tears. + +"Come, come," said Montague, mistaking the source of his emotions, "you +must not give way. What is it, after all, but a pack of dreams and +nonsense; or, at worst, the practices of a scheming rascal that enjoys +his power of playing upon your nerves, and loves to exert it--a sneaking +vagabond that owes you a grudge, and pays it off this way, not daring to +try a more manly one." + +"A grudge, indeed, he owes me--you say rightly," said Barton, with a +sudden shudder; "a grudge as you call it. Oh, my God! when the justice +of Heaven permits the Evil one to carry out a scheme of vengeance--when +its execution is committed to the lost and terrible victim of sin, who +owes his own ruin to the man, the very man, whom he is commissioned to +pursue--then, indeed, the torments and terrors of hell are anticipated +on earth. But heaven has dealt mercifully with me--hope has opened to me +at last; and if death could come without the dreadful sight I am doomed +to see, I would gladly close my eyes this moment upon the world. But +though death is welcome, I shrink with an agony you cannot +understand--an actual frenzy of terror--from the last encounter with +that--that demon, who has drawn me thus to the verge of the chasm, and +who is himself to plunge me down. I am to see him again--once more--but +under circumstances unutterably more terrific than ever." + +As Barton thus spoke, he trembled so violently that Montague was really +alarmed at the extremity of his sudden agitation, and hastened to lead +him back to the topic which had before seemed to exert so tranquillizing +an effect upon his mind. + +"It was not a dream," he said, after a time; "I was in a different +state--I felt differently and strangely; and yet it was all as real, as +clear, and vivid, as what I now see and hear--it was a reality." + +"And what _did_ you see and hear?" urged his companion. + +"When I wakened from the swoon I fell into on seeing _him_," said +Barton, continuing as if he had not heard the question, "it was slowly, +very slowly--I was lying by the margin of a broad lake, with misty hills +all round, and a soft, melancholy, rose-coloured light illuminated it +all. It was unusually sad and lonely, and yet more beautiful than any +earthly scene. My head was leaning on the lap of a girl, and she was +singing a song, that told, I know not how--whether by words or +harmonies--of all my life--all that is past, and all that is still to +come; and with the song the old feelings that I thought had perished +within me came back, and tears flowed from my eyes--partly for the song +and its mysterious beauty, and partly for the unearthly sweetness of +her voice; and yet I knew the voice--oh! how well; and I was spell-bound +as I listened and looked at the solitary scene, without stirring, almost +without breathing--and, alas! alas! without turning my eyes toward the +face that I knew was near me, so sweetly powerful was the enchantment +that held me. And so, slowly, the song and scene grew fainter, and +fainter, to my senses, till all was dark and still again. And then I +awoke to this world, as you saw, comforted, for I knew that I was +forgiven much." Barton wept again long and bitterly. + +From this time, as we have said, the prevailing tone of his mind was one +of profound and tranquil melancholy. This, however, was not without its +interruptions. He was thoroughly impressed with the conviction that he +was to experience another and a final visitation, transcending in horror +all he had before experienced. From this anticipated and unknown agony, +he often shrank in such paroxysms of abject terror and distraction, as +filled the whole household with dismay and superstitious panic. Even +those among them who affected to discredit the theory of preternatural +agency, were often in their secret souls visited during the silence of +night with qualms and apprehensions, which they would not have readily +confessed; and none of them attempted to dissuade Barton from the +resolution on which he now systematically acted, of shutting himself up +in his own apartment. The window-blinds of this room were kept jealously +down; and his own man was seldom out of his presence, day or night, his +bed being placed in the same chamber. + +This man was an attached and respectable servant; and his duties, in +addition to those ordinarily imposed upon valets, but which Barton's +independent habits generally dispensed with, were to attend carefully to +the simple precautions by means of which his master hoped to exclude the +dreaded intrusion of the "Watcher." And, in addition to attending to +those arrangements, which amounted merely to guarding against the +possibility of his master's being, through any unscreened window or open +door, exposed to the dreaded influence, the valet was never to suffer +him to be alone--total solitude, even for a minute, had become to him +now almost as intolerable as the idea of going abroad into the public +ways--it was an instinctive anticipation of what was coming. + + + + +CHAPTER IX. + +REQUIESCAT. + + +It is needless to say, that under these circumstances, no steps were +taken toward the fulfilment of that engagement into which he had +entered. There was quite disparity enough in point of years, and indeed +of habits, between the young lady and Captain Barton, to have precluded +anything like very vehement or romantic attachment on her part. Though +grieved and anxious, therefore, she was very far from being +heart-broken. + +Miss Montague, however, devoted much of her time to the patient but +fruitless attempt to cheer the unhappy invalid. She read for him, and +conversed with him; but it was apparent that whatever exertions he made, +the endeavour to escape from the one ever waking fear that preyed upon +him, was utterly and miserably unavailing. + +Young ladies are much given to the cultivation of pets; and among those +who shared the favour of Miss Montague was a fine old owl, which the +gardener, who caught him napping among the ivy of a ruined stable, had +dutifully presented to that young lady. + +The caprice which regulates such preferences was manifested in the +extravagant favour with which this grim and ill-favoured bird was at +once distinguished by his mistress; and, trifling as this whimsical +circumstance may seem, I am forced to mention it, inasmuch as it is +connected, oddly enough, with the concluding scene of the story. + +Barton, so far from sharing in this liking for the new favourite, +regarded it from the first with an antipathy as violent as it was +utterly unaccountable. Its very vicinity was unsupportable to him. He +seemed to hate and dread it with a vehemence absolutely laughable, and +which to those who have never witnessed the exhibition of antipathies of +this kind, would seem all but incredible. + +With these few words of preliminary explanation, I shall proceed to +state the particulars of the last scene in this strange series of +incidents. It was almost two o'clock one winter's night, and Barton was, +as usual at that hour, in his bed; the servant we have mentioned +occupied a smaller bed in the same room, and a light was burning. The +man was on a sudden aroused by his master, who said-- + +"I can't get it out of my head that that accursed bird has got out +somehow, and is lurking in some corner of the room. I have been dreaming +about him. Get up, Smith, and look about; search for him. Such hateful +dreams!" + +The servant rose, and examined the chamber, and while engaged in so +doing, he heard the well-known sound, more like a long-drawn gasp than a +hiss, with which these birds from their secret haunts affright the quiet +of the night. + +This ghostly indication of its proximity--for the sound proceeded from +the passage upon which Barton's chamber-door opened--determined the +search of the servant, who, opening the door, proceeded a step or two +forward for the purpose of driving the bird away. He had however, hardly +entered the lobby, when the door behind him slowly swung to under the +impulse, as it seemed, of some gentle current of air; but as +immediately over the door there was a kind of window, intended in the +day time to aid in lighting the passage, and through which at present +the rays of the candle were issuing, the valet could see quite enough +for his purpose. + +As he advanced he heard his master--who, lying in a well-curtained bed, +had not, as it seemed, perceived his exit from the room--call him by +name, and direct him to place the candle on the table by his bed. The +servant, who was now some way in the long passage, and not liking to +raise his voice for the purpose of replying, lest he should startle the +sleeping inmates of the house, began to walk hurriedly and softly back +again, when, to his amazement, he heard a voice in the interior of the +chamber answering calmly, and actually saw, through the window which +over-topped the door, that the light was slowly shifting, as if carried +across the room in answer to his master's call. Palsied by a feeling +akin to terror, yet not unmingled with curiosity, he stood breathless +and listening at the threshold, unable to summon resolution to push open +the door and enter. Then came a rustling of the curtains, and a sound +like that of one who in a low voice hushes a child to rest, in the midst +of which he heard Barton say, in a tone of stifled horror--"Oh, God--oh, +my God!" and repeat the same exclamation several times. Then ensued a +silence, which again was broken by the same strange soothing sound; and +at last there burst forth, in one swelling peal, a yell of agony so +appalling and hideous, that, under some impulse of ungovernable horror, +the man rushed to the door, and with his whole strength strove to force +it open. Whether it was that, in his agitation, he had himself but +imperfectly turned the handle, or that the door was really secured upon +the inside, he failed to effect an entrance; and as he tugged and +pushed, yell after yell rang louder and wilder through the chamber, +accompanied all the while by the same hushed sounds. Actually freezing +with terror, and scarce knowing what he did, the man turned and ran down +the passage, wringing his hands in the extremity of horror and +irresolution. At the stair-head he was encountered by General Montague, +scared and eager, and just as they met the fearful sounds had ceased. + +"What is it? Who--where is your master?" said Montague with the +incoherence of extreme agitation. "Has anything--for God's sake is +anything wrong?" + +"Lord have mercy on us, it's all over," said the man staring wildly +towards his master's chamber. "He's dead, sir, I'm sure he's dead." + +Without waiting for inquiry or explanation, Montague, closely followed +by the servant, hurried to the chamber-door, turned the handle, and +pushed it open. As the door yielded to his pressure, the ill-omened bird +of which the servant had been in search, uttering its spectral warning, +started suddenly from the far side of the bed, and flying through the +doorway close over their heads, and extinguishing, in his passage, the +candle which Montague carried, crashed through the skylight that +overlooked the lobby, and sailed away into the darkness of the outer +space. + +"There it is, God bless us," whispered the man, after a breathless +pause. + +"Curse that bird," muttered the General, startled by the suddenness of +the apparition, and unable to conceal his discomposure. + +"The candle is moved," said the man, after another breathless pause, +pointing to the candle that still burned in the room; "see, they put it +by the bed." + +"Draw the curtains, fellow, and don't stand gaping there," whispered +Montague, sternly. + +The man hesitated. + +"Hold this, then," said Montague, impatiently thrusting the candlestick +into the servant's hand, and himself advancing to the bed-side, he drew +the curtains apart. The light of the candle, which was still burning at +the bedside, fell upon a figure huddled together, and half upright, at +the head of the bed. It seemed as though it had slunk back as far as the +solid panelling would allow, and the hands were still clutched in the +bed-clothes. + +"Barton, Barton, _Barton_!" cried the General, with a strange mixture of +awe and vehemence. He took the candle, and held it so that it shone full +upon the face. The features were fixed, stern, and white; the jaw was +fallen; and the sightless eyes, still open, gazed vacantly forward +toward the front of the bed. "God Almighty! he's dead," muttered the +General, as he looked upon this fearful spectacle. They both continued +to gaze upon it in silence for a minute or more. "And cold, too," +whispered Montague, withdrawing his hand from that of the dead man. + +"And see, see--may I never have life, sir," added the man, after a +another pause, with a shudder, "but there was something else on the bed +with him. Look there--look there--see that, sir." + +As the man thus spoke, he pointed to a deep indenture, as if caused by a +heavy pressure, near the foot of the bed. + +Montague was silent. + +"Come, sir, come away, for God's sake," whispered the man, drawing close +up to him, and holding fast by his arm, while he glanced fearfully +round; "what good can be done here now--come away, for God's sake!" + +At this moment they heard the steps of more than one approaching, and +Montague, hastily desiring the servant to arrest their progress, +endeavoured to loose the rigid gripe with which the fingers of the dead +man were clutched in the bed-clothes, and drew, as well as he was able, +the awful figure into a reclining posture; then closing the curtains +carefully upon it, he hastened himself to meet those persons that were +approaching. + + * * * * * + +It is needless to follow the personages so slightly connected with this +narrative, into the events of their after life; it is enough to say, +that no clue to the solution of these mysterious occurrences was ever +after discovered; and so long an interval having now passed since the +event which I have just described concluded this strange history, it is +scarcely to be expected that time can throw any new lights upon its dark +and inexplicable outline. Until the secrets of the earth shall be no +longer hidden, therefore, these transactions must remain shrouded in +their original obscurity. + +The only occurrence in Captain Barton's former life to which reference +was ever made, as having any possible connexion with the sufferings with +which his existence closed, and which he himself seemed to regard as +working out a retribution for some grievous sin of his past life, was a +circumstance which not for several years after his death was brought to +light. The nature of this disclosure was painful to his relatives, and +discreditable to his memory. + +It appeared that some six years before Captain Barton's final return to +Dublin, he had formed, in the town of Plymouth, a guilty attachment, the +object of which was the daughter of one of the ship's crew under his +command. The father had visited the frailty of his unhappy child with +extreme harshness, and even brutality, and it was said that she had +died heart-broken. Presuming upon Barton's implication in her guilt, +this man had conducted himself toward him with marked insolence, and +Barton retaliated this, and what he resented with still more exasperated +bitterness--his treatment of the unfortunate girl--by a systematic +exercise of those terrible and arbitrary severities which the +regulations of the navy placed at the command of those who are +responsible for its discipline. The man had at length made his escape, +while the vessel was in port at Naples, but died, as it was said, in an +hospital in that town, of the wounds inflicted in one of his recent and +sanguinary punishments. + +Whether these circumstances in reality bear, or not, upon the +occurrences of Barton's after-life, it is, of course, impossible to say. +It seems, however more than probable that they were at least, in his own +mind, closely associated with them. But however the truth may be, as to +the origin and motives of this mysterious persecution, there can be no +doubt that, with respect to the agencies by which it was accomplished, +absolute and impenetrable mystery is like to prevail until the day of +doom. + + +POSTSCRIPT BY THE EDITOR. + +The preceding narrative is given in the _ipsissima verba_ of the good +old clergyman, under whose hand it was delivered to Doctor Hesselius. +Notwithstanding the occasional stiffness and redundancy of his +sentences, I thought it better to reserve to myself the power of +assuring the reader, that in handing to the printer, the M.S. of a +statement so marvellous, the Editor has not altered one letter of the +original text.--[_Ed. Papers of Dr. Hesselius._] + + + + +MR. JUSTICE HARBOTTLE. + + + + +PROLOGUE. + + +On this case, Doctor Hesselius has inscribed nothing more than the +words, "Harman's Report," and a simple reference to his own +extraordinary Essay on "the Interior Sense, and the Conditions of the +opening thereof." + +The reference is to Vol. I. Section 317, Note Z'a. The note to which +reference is thus made, simply says: "There are two accounts of the +remarkable case of the Honourable Mr. Justice Harbottle, one furnished +to me by Mrs. Trimmer of Tunbridge Wells (June, 1805); the other at a +much later date, by Anthony Harman, Esq. I much prefer the former; in +the first place, because it is minute and detailed, and written, it +seems to me, with more caution and knowledge; and in the next, because +the letters from Doctor Hedstone, which are embodied in it, furnish +matter of the highest value to a right apprehension of the nature of the +case. It was one of the best declared cases of an opening of the +interior sense, which I have met with. It was affected, too, by the +phenomenon, which occurs so frequently as to indicate a law of these +eccentric conditions; that is to say, it exhibited, what I may term, the +contagious character of this sort of intrusion of the spirit-world upon +the proper domain of matter. So soon as the spirit-action has +established itself in the case of one patient, its developed energy +begins to radiate, more or less effectually, upon others. The interior +vision of the child was opened; as was, also, that of its mother, Mrs. +Pyneweck; and both the interior vision and hearing of the scullery-maid, +were opened on the same occasion. After-appearances are the result of +the law explained in Vol. II. Section 17 to 49. The common centre of +association, simultaneously recalled, unites, or _re_unites, as the case +may be, for a period measured, as we see, in Section 37. The _maximum_ +will extend to days, the _minimum_ is little more than a second. We see +the operation of this principle perfectly displayed, in certain cases of +lunacy, of epilepsy, of catalepsy, and of mania, of a peculiar and +painful character, though unattended by incapacity of business." + +The memorandum of the case of Judge Harbottle, which was written by Mrs. +Trimmer of Tunbridge Wells, which Doctor Hesselius thought the better of +the two, I have been unable to discover among his papers. I found in +his escritoire a note to the effect that he had lent the Report of Judge +Harbottle's case, written by Mrs. Trimmer to Doctor F. Heyne. To that +learned and able gentleman accordingly I wrote, and received from him, +in his reply, which was full of alarms and regrets on account of the +uncertain safety of that "valuable MS.," a line written long since by +Doctor Hesselius, which completely exonerated him, inasmuch as it +acknowledged the safe return of the papers. The Narrative of Mr. Harman, +is, therefore, the only one available for this collection. The late Dr. +Hesselius, in another passage of the note that I have cited, says, "As +to the facts (non-medical) of the case, the narrative of Mr. Harman +exactly tallies with that furnished by Mrs. Trimmer." The strictly +scientific view of the case would scarcely interest the popular reader; +and, possibly, for the purposes of this selection, I should, even had I +both papers to choose between, have preferred that of Mr. Harman, which +is given, in full, in the following pages. + + + + +CHAPTER I. + +THE JUDGE'S HOUSE. + + +Thirty years ago, an elderly man, to whom I paid quarterly a small +annuity charged on some property of mine, came on the quarter-day to +receive it. He was a dry, sad, quiet man, who had known better days, and +had always maintained an unexceptionable character. No better authority +could be imagined for a ghost story. + +He told me one, though with a manifest reluctance; he was drawn into the +narration by his choosing to explain what I should not have remarked, +that he had called two days earlier than that week after the strict day +of payment, which he had usually allowed to elapse. His reason was a +sudden determination to change his lodgings, and the consequent +necessity of paying his rent a little before it was due. + +He lodged in a dark street in Westminster, in a spacious old house, very +warm, being wainscoted from top to bottom, and furnished with no undue +abundance of windows, and those fitted with thick sashes and small +panes. + +This house was, as the bills upon the windows testified, offered to be +sold or let. But no one seemed to care to look at it. + +A thin matron, in rusty black silk, very taciturn, with large, steady, +alarmed eyes, that seemed to look in your face, to read what you might +have seen in the dark rooms and passages through which you had passed, +was in charge of it, with a solitary 'maid-of-all-work' under her +command. My poor friend had taken lodgings in this house, on account of +their extraordinary cheapness. He had occupied them for nearly a year +without the slightest disturbance, and was the only tenant, under rent, +in the house. He had two rooms; a sitting-room, and a bedroom with a +closet opening from it, in which he kept his books and papers locked up. +He had gone to his bed, having also locked the outer door. Unable to +sleep, he had lighted a candle, and after having read for a time, had +laid the book beside him. He heard the old clock at the stair-head +strike one; and very shortly after, to his alarm, he saw the +closet-door, which he thought he had locked, open stealthily, and a +slight dark man, particularly sinister, and somewhere about fifty, +dressed in mourning of a very antique fashion, such a suit as we see in +Hogarth, entered the room on tip-toe. He was followed by an elder man, +stout, and blotched with scurvy, and whose features, fixed as a +corpse's, were stamped with dreadful force with a character of +sensuality and villany. + +This old man wore a flowered-silk dressing-gown and ruffles, and he +remarked a gold ring on his finger, and on his head a cap of velvet, +such as, in the days of perukes, gentlemen wore in undress. + +This direful old man carried in his ringed and ruffled hand a coil of +rope; and these two figures crossed the floor diagonally, passing the +foot of his bed, from the closet-door at the farther end of the room, at +the left, near the window, to the door opening upon the lobby, close to +the bed's head, at his right. + +He did not attempt to describe his sensations as these figures passed so +near him. He merely said, that so far from sleeping in that room again, +no consideration the world could offer would induce him so much as to +enter it again alone, even in the daylight. He found both doors, that of +the closet, and that of the room opening upon the lobby, in the morning +fast locked, as he had left them before going to bed. + +In answer to a question of mine, he said that neither appeared the least +conscious of his presence. They did not seem to glide, but walked as +living men do, but without any sound, and he felt a vibration on the +floor as they crossed it. He so obviously suffered from speaking about +the apparitions, that I asked him no more questions. + +There were in his description, however, certain coincidences so very +singular, as to induce me, by that very post, to write to a friend much +my senior, then living in a remote part of England, for the information +which I knew he could give me. He had himself more than once pointed out +that old house to my attention, and told me, though very briefly, the +strange story which I now asked him to give me in greater detail. + +His answer satisfied me; and the following pages convey its substance. + +Your letter (he wrote) tells me you desire some particulars about the +closing years of the life of Mr. Justice Harbottle, one of the judges of +the Court of Common Pleas. You refer, of course, to the extraordinary +occurrences that made that period of his life long after a theme for +'winter tales' and metaphysical speculation. I happen to know perhaps +more than any other man living of those mysterious particulars. + +The old family mansion, when I revisited London, more than thirty years +ago, I examined for the last time. During the years that have passed +since then, I hear that improvement, with its preliminary demolitions, +has been doing wonders for the quarter of Westminster in which it +stood. If I were quite certain that the house had been taken down, I +should have no difficulty about naming the street in which it stood. As +what I have to tell, however, is not likely to improve its letting +value, and as I should not care to get into trouble, I prefer being +silent on that particular point. + +How old the house was, I can't tell. People said it was built by Roger +Harbottle, a Turkey merchant, in the reign of King James I. I am not a +good opinion upon such questions; but having been in it, though in its +forlorn and deserted state. I can tell you in a general way what it was +like. It was built of dark-red brick, and the door and windows were +faced with stone that had turned yellow by time. It receded some feet +from the line of the other houses in the street; and it had a florid and +fanciful rail of iron about the broad steps that invited your ascent to +the hall-door, in which were fixed, under a file of lamps, among scrolls +and twisted leaves, two immense 'extinguishers,' like the conical caps +of fairies, into which, in old times, the footmen used to thrust their +flambeaux when their chairs or coaches had set down their great people, +in the hall or at the steps, as the case might be. That hall is panelled +up to the ceiling, and has a large fire-place. Two or three stately old +rooms open from it at each side. The windows of these are tall, with +many small panes. Passing through the arch at the back of the hall, you +come upon the wide and heavy well-staircase. There is a back staircase +also. The mansion is large, and has not as much light, by any means, in +proportion to its extent, as modern houses enjoy. When I saw it, it had +long been untenanted, and had the gloomy reputation beside of a haunted +house. Cobwebs floated from the ceilings or spanned the corners of the +cornices, and dust lay thick over everything. The windows were stained +with the dust and rain of fifty years, and darkness had thus grown +darker. + +When I made it my first visit, it was in company with my father, when I +was still a boy, in the year 1808. I was about twelve years old, and my +imagination impressible, as it always is at that age. I looked about me +with great awe. I was here in the very centre and scene of those +occurrences which I had heard recounted at the fire-side at home, with +so delightful a horror. + +My father was an old bachelor of nearly sixty when he married. He had, +when a child, seen Judge Harbottle on the bench in his robes and wig a +dozen times at least before his death, which took place in 1748, and his +appearance made a powerful and unpleasant impression, not only on his +imagination, but upon his nerves. + +The Judge was at that time a man of some sixty-seven years. He had a +great mulberry-coloured face, a big, carbuncled nose, fierce eyes, and a +grim and brutal mouth. My father, who was young at the time, thought it +the most formidable face he had ever seen; for there were evidences of +intellectual power in the formation and lines of the forehead. His voice +was loud and harsh, and gave effect to the sarcasm which was his +habitual weapon on the bench. + +This old gentleman had the reputation of being about the wickedest man +in England. Even on the bench he now and then showed his scorn of +opinion. He had carried cases his own way, it was said, in spite of +counsel, authorities, and even of juries, by a sort of cajolery, +violence, and bamboozling, that somehow confused and overpowered +resistance. He had never actually committed himself; he was too cunning +to do that. He had the character of being, however, a dangerous and +unscrupulous judge; but his character did not trouble him. The +associates he chose for his hours of relaxation cared as little as he +did about it. + + + + +CHAPTER II. + +MR. PETERS. + + +One night during the session of 1746 this old Judge went down in his +chair to wait in one of the rooms of the House of Lords for the result +of a division in which he and his order were interested. + +This over, he was about to return to his house close by, in his chair; +but the night had become so soft and fine that he changed his mind, sent +it home empty, and with two footmen, each with a flambeau, set out on +foot in preference. Gout had made him rather a slow pedestrian. It took +him some time to get through the two or three streets he had to pass +before reaching his house. + +In one of those narrow streets of tall houses, perfectly silent at that +hour, he overtook, slowly as he was walking, a very singular-looking old +gentleman. + +He had a bottle-green coat on, with a cape to it, and large stone +buttons, a broad-leafed low-crowned hat, from under which a big powdered +wig escaped; he stooped very much, and supported his bending knees with +the aid of a crutch-handled cane, and so shuffled and tottered along +painfully. + +"I ask your pardon, sir," said this old man in a very quavering voice, +as the burly Judge came up with him, and he extended his hand feebly +towards his arm. + +Mr. Justice Harbottle saw that the man was by no means poorly dressed, +and his manner that of a gentleman. + +The Judge stopped short, and said, in his harsh peremptory tones, "Well, +sir, how can I serve you?" + +"Can you direct me to Judge Harbottle's house? I have some intelligence +of the very last importance to communicate to him." + +"Can you tell it before witnesses?" asked the Judge. + +"By no means; it must reach _his_ ear only," quavered the old man +earnestly. + +"If that be so, sir, you have only to accompany me a few steps farther +to reach my house, and obtain a private audience; for I am Judge +Harbottle." + +With this invitation the infirm gentleman in the white wig complied very +readily; and in another minute the stranger stood in what was then +termed the front parlour of the Judge's house, _tête-à-tête_ with that +shrewd and dangerous functionary. + +He had to sit down, being very much exhausted, and unable for a little +time to speak; and then he had a fit of coughing, and after that a fit +of gasping; and thus two or three minutes passed, during which the Judge +dropped his roquelaure on an arm-chair, and threw his cocked-hat over +that. + +The venerable pedestrian in the white wig quickly recovered his voice. +With closed doors they remained together for some time. + +There were guests waiting in the drawing-rooms, and the sound of men's +voices laughing, and then of a female voice singing to a harpsichord, +were heard distinctly in the hall over the stairs; for old Judge +Harbottle had arranged one of his dubious jollifications, such as might +well make the hair of godly men's heads stand upright, for that night. + +This old gentleman in the powdered white wig, that rested on his stooped +shoulders, must have had something to say that interested the Judge very +much; for he would not have parted on easy terms with the ten minutes +and upwards which that conference filched from the sort of revelry in +which he most delighted, and in which he was the roaring king, and in +some sort the tyrant also, of his company. + +The footman who showed the aged gentleman out observed that the Judge's +mulberry-coloured face, pimples and all, were bleached to a dingy +yellow, and there was the abstraction of agitated thought in his manner, +as he bid the stranger good-night. The servant saw that the conversation +had been of serious import, and that the Judge was frightened. + +Instead of stumping upstairs forthwith to his scandalous hilarities, his +profane company, and his great china bowl of punch--the identical bowl +from which a bygone Bishop of London, good easy man, had baptised this +Judge's grandfather, now clinking round the rim with silver ladles, and +hung with scrolls of lemon-peel--instead, I say, of stumping and +clambering up the great staircase to the cavern of his Circean +enchantment, he stood with his big nose flattened against the +window-pane, watching the progress of the feeble old man, who clung +stiffly to the iron rail as he got down, step by step, to the pavement. + +The hall-door had hardly closed, when the old Judge was in the hall +bawling hasty orders, with such stimulating expletives as old colonels +under excitement sometimes indulge in now-a-days, with a stamp or two of +his big foot, and a waving of his clenched fist in the air. He commanded +the footman to overtake the old gentleman in the white wig, to offer him +his protection on his way home, and in no case to show his face again +without having ascertained where he lodged, and who he was, and all +about him. + +"By ----, sirrah! if you fail me in this, you doff my livery to-night!" + +Forth bounced the stalwart footman, with his heavy cane under his arm, +and skipped down the steps, and looked up and down the street after the +singular figure, so easy to recognise. + +What were his adventures I shall not tell you just now. + +The old man, in the conference to which he had been admitted in that +stately panelled room, had just told the Judge a very strange story. He +might be himself a conspirator; he might possibly be crazed; or possibly +his whole story was straight and true. + +The aged gentleman in the bottle-green coat, on finding himself alone +with Mr. Justice Harbottle, had become agitated. He said, + +"There is, perhaps you are not aware, my lord, a prisoner in Shrewsbury +jail, charged with having forged a bill of exchange for a hundred and +twenty pounds, and his name is Lewis Pyneweck, a grocer of that town." + +"Is there?" says the Judge, who knew well that there was. + +"Yes, my lord," says the old man. + +"Then you had better say nothing to affect this case. If you do, by ---- +I'll commit you; for I'm to try it," says the Judge, with his terrible +look and tone. + +"I am not going to do anything of the kind, my lord; of him or his case +I know nothing, and care nothing. But a fact has come to my knowledge +which it behoves you to well consider." + +"And what may that fact be?" inquired the Judge; "I'm in haste, sir, and +beg you will use dispatch." + +"It has come to my knowledge, my lord, that a secret tribunal is in +process of formation, the object of which is to take cognisance of the +conduct of the judges; and first, of _your_ conduct, my lord: it is a +wicked conspiracy." + +"Who are of it?" demands the Judge. + +"I know not a single name as yet. I know but the fact, my lord; it is +most certainly true." + +"I'll have you before the Privy Council, sir," says the Judge. + +"That is what I most desire; but not for a day or two, my lord." + +"And why so?" + +"I have not as yet a single name, as I told your lordship; but I expect +to have a list of the most forward men in it, and some other papers +connected with the plot, in two or three days." + +"You said one or two just now." + +"About that time, my lord." + +"Is this a Jacobite plot?" + +"In the main I think it is, my lord." + +"Why, then, it is political. I have tried no State prisoners, nor am +like to try any such. How, then, doth it concern me?" + +"From what I can gather, my lord, there are those in it who desire +private revenges upon certain judges." + +"What do they call their cabal?" + +"The High Court of Appeal, my lord." + +"Who are you sir? What is your name?" + +"Hugh Peters, my lord." + +"That should be a Whig name?" + +"It is, my lord." + +"Where do you lodge, Mr. Peters?" + +"In Thames-street, my lord, over against the sign of the Three Kings." + +"Three Kings? Take care one be not too many for you, Mr. Peters! How +come you, an honest Whig, as you say, to be privy to a Jacobite plot? +Answer me that." + +"My lord, a person in whom I take an interest has been seduced to take a +part in it; and being frightened at the unexpected wickedness of their +plans, he is resolved to become an informer for the Crown." + +"He resolves like a wise man, sir. What does he say of the persons? Who +are in the plot? Doth he know them?" + +"Only two, my lord; but he will be introduced to the club in a few days, +and he will then have a list, and more exact information of their plans, +and above all of their oaths, and their hours and places of meeting, +with which he wishes to be acquainted before they can have any +suspicions of his intentions. And being so informed, to whom, think you, +my lord, had he best go then?" + +"To the king's attorney-general straight. But you say this concerns me, +sir, in particular? How about this prisoner, Lewis Pyneweck? Is he one +of them?" + +"I can't tell, my lord; but for some reason, it is thought your lordship +will be well advised if you try him not. For if you do, it is feared +'twill shorten your days." + +"So far as I can learn, Mr. Peters, this business smells pretty strong +of blood and treason. The king's attorney-general will know how to deal +with it. When shall I see you again, sir?" + +"If you give me leave, my lord, either before your lordship's court +sits, or after it rises, to-morrow. I should like to come and tell your +lordship what has passed." + +"Do so, Mr. Peters, at nine o'clock to-morrow morning. And see you play +me no trick, sir, in this matter; if you do, by ----, sir, I'll lay you +by the heels!" + +"You need fear no trick from me, my lord; had I not wished to serve you, +and acquit my own conscience, I never would have come all this way to +talk with your lordship." + +"I'm willing to believe you, Mr. Peters; I'm willing to believe you, +sir." + +And upon this they parted. + +"He has either painted his face, or he is consumedly sick," thought the +old Judge. + +The light had shone more effectually upon his features as he turned to +leave the room with a low bow, and they looked, he fancied, unnaturally +chalky. + +"D--- him!" said the judge ungraciously, as he began to scale the +stairs: "he has half-spoiled my supper." + +But if he had, no one but the Judge himself perceived it, and the +evidence was all, as any one might perceive, the other way. + + + + +CHAPTER III. + +LEWIS PYNEWECK. + + +In the meantime, the footman dispatched in pursuit of Mr. Peters +speedily overtook that feeble gentleman. The old man stopped when he +heard the sound of pursuing steps, but any alarms that may have crossed +his mind seemed to disappear on his recognising the livery. He very +gratefully accepted the proferred assistance, and placed his tremulous +arm within the servant's for support. They had not gone far, however, +when the old man stopped suddenly, saying, + +"Dear me! as I live, I have dropped it. You heard it fall. My eyes, I +fear, won't serve me, and I'm unable to stoop low enough; but if you +will look, you shall have half the find. It is a guinea; I carried it in +my glove." + +The street was silent and deserted. The footman had hardly descended to +what he termed his "hunkers," and begun to search the pavement about the +spot which the old man indicated, when Mr. Peters, who seemed very much +exhausted, and breathed with difficulty, struck him a violent blow, from +above, over the back of the head with a heavy instrument, and then +another; and leaving him bleeding and senseless in the gutter, ran like +a lamp-lighter down a lane to the right, and was gone. + +When, an hour later, the watchman brought the man in livery home, still +stupid and covered with blood, Judge Harbottle cursed his servant +roundly, swore he was drunk, threatened him with an indictment for +taking bribes to betray his master, and cheered him with a perspective +of the broad street leading from the Old Bailey to Tyburn, the cart's +tail, and the hangman's lash. + +Notwithstanding this demonstration, the Judge was pleased. It was a +disguised "affidavit man," or footpad, no doubt, who had been employed +to frighten him. The trick had fallen through. + +A "court of appeal," such as the false Hugh Peters had indicated, with +assassination for its sanction, would be an uncomfortable institution +for a "hanging judge" like the Honourable Justice Harbottle. That +sarcastic and ferocious administrator of the criminal code of England, +at that time a rather pharisaical, bloody, and heinous system of +justice, had reasons of his own for choosing to try that very Lewis +Pyneweck, on whose behalf this audacious trick was devised. Try him he +would. No man living should take that morsel out of his mouth. + +Of Lewis Pyneweck of course, so far as the outer world could see, he +knew nothing. He would try him after his fashion, without fear, favour, +or affection. + +But did he not remember a certain thin man, dressed in mourning, in +whose house, in Shrewsbury, the Judge's lodgings used to be, until a +scandal of his ill-treating his wife came suddenly to light? A grocer +with a demure look, a soft step, and a lean face as dark as mahogany, +with a nose sharp and long, standing ever so little awry, and a pair of +dark steady brown eyes under thinly-traced black brows--a man whose thin +lips wore always a faint unpleasant smile. + +Had not that scoundrel an account to settle with the Judge? had he not +been troublesome lately? and was not his name Lewis Pyneweck, some time +grocer in Shrewsbury, and now prisoner in the jail of that town? + +The reader may take it, if he pleases, as a sign that Judge Harbottle +was a good Christian, that he suffered nothing ever from remorse. That +was undoubtedly true. He had nevertheless done this grocer, forger, what +you will, some five or six years before, a grievous wrong; but it was +not that, but a possible scandal, and possible complications, that +troubled the learned Judge now. + +Did he not, as a lawyer, know, that to bring a man from his shop to the +dock, the chances must be at least ninety-nine out of a hundred that he +is guilty. + +A weak man like his learned brother Withershins was not a judge to keep +the high-roads safe, and make crime tremble. Old Judge Harbottle was the +man to make the evil-disposed quiver, and to refresh the world with +showers of wicked blood, and thus save the innocent, to the refrain of +the ancient saw he loved to quote: + + Foolish pity + Ruins a city. + +In hanging that fellow he could not be wrong. The eye of a man +accustomed to look upon the dock could not fail to read "villain" +written sharp and clear in his plotting face. Of course he would try +him, and no one else should. + +A saucy-looking woman, still handsome, in a mob-cap gay with blue +ribbons, in a saque of flowered silk, with lace and rings on, much too +fine for the Judge's housekeeper, which nevertheless she was, peeped +into his study next morning, and, seeing the Judge alone, stepped in. + +"Here's another letter from him, come by the post this morning. Can't +you do nothing for him?" she said wheedlingly, with her arm over his +neck, and her delicate finger and thumb fiddling with the lobe of his +purple ear. + +"I'll try," said Judge Harbottle, not raising his eyes from the paper he +was reading. + +"I knew you'd do what I asked you," she said. + +The Judge clapt his gouty claw over his heart, and made her an ironical +bow. + +"What," she asked, "will you do?" + +"Hang him," said the Judge with a chuckle. + +"You don't mean to; no, you don't, my little man," said she, surveying +herself in a mirror on the wall. + +"I'm d----d but I think you're falling in love with your husband at +last!" said Judge Harbottle. + +"I'm blest but I think you're growing jealous of him," replied the lady +with a laugh. "But no; he was always a bad one to me; I've done with him +long ago." + +"And he with you, by George! When he took your fortune and your spoons +and your ear-rings, he had all he wanted of you. He drove you from his +house; and when he discovered you had made yourself comfortable, and +found a good situation, he'd have taken your guineas and your silver and +your ear-rings over again, and then allowed you half-a-dozen years more +to make a new harvest for his mill. You don't wish him good; if you say +you do, you lie." + +She laughed a wicked saucy laugh, and gave the terrible Rhadamanthus a +playful tap on the chops. + +"He wants me to send him money to fee a counsellor," she said, while her +eyes wandered over the pictures on the wall, and back again to the +looking-glass; and certainly she did not look as if his jeopardy +troubled her very much. + +"Confound his impudence, the _scoundrel_!" thundered the old Judge, +throwing himself back in his chair, as he used to do _in furore_ on the +bench, and the lines of his mouth looked brutal, and his eyes ready to +leap from their sockets. "If you answer his letter from my house to +please yourself, you'll write your next from somebody else's to please +me. You understand, my pretty witch, I'll not be pestered. Come, no +pouting; whimpering won't do. You don't care a brass farthing for the +villain, body or soul. You came here but to make a row. You are one of +Mother Carey's chickens; and where you come, the storm is up. Get you +gone, baggage! get you _gone_!" he repeated with a stamp; for a knock at +the hall-door made her instantaneous disappearance indispensable. + +I need hardly say that the venerable Hugh Peters did not appear again. +The Judge never mentioned him. But oddly enough, considering how he +laughed to scorn the weak invention which he had blown into dust at the +very first puff, his white-wigged visitor and the conference in the dark +front parlour was often in his memory. + +His shrewd eye told him that allowing for change of tints and such +disguises as the playhouse affords every night, the features of this +false old man, who had turned out too hard for his tall footman, were +identical with those of Lewis Pyneweck. + +Judge Harbottle made his registrar call upon the crown solicitor, and +tell him that there was a man in town who bore a wonderful resemblance +to a prisoner in Shrewsbury jail named Lewis Pyneweck, and to make +inquiry through the post forthwith whether any one was personating +Pyneweck in prison, and whether he had thus or otherwise made his +escape. + +The prisoner was safe, however, and no question as to his identity. + + + + +CHAPTER IV. + +INTERRUPTION IN COURT. + + +In due time Judge Harbottle went circuit; and in due time the judges +were in Shrewsbury. News travelled slowly in those days, and newspapers, +like the wagons and stage-coaches, took matters easily. Mrs. Pyneweck, +in the Judge's house, with a diminished household--the greater part of +the Judge's servants having gone with him, for he had given up riding +circuit, and travelled in his coach in state--kept house rather +solitarily at home. + +In spite of quarrels, in spite of mutual injuries--some of them, +inflicted by herself, enormous--in spite of a married life of spited +bickerings--a life in which there seemed no love or liking or +forbearance, for years--now that Pyneweck stood in near danger of death, +something like remorse came suddenly upon her. She knew that in +Shrewsbury were transacting the scenes which were to determine his fate. +She knew she did not love him; but she could not have supposed, even a +fortnight before, that the hour of suspense could have affected her so +powerfully. + +She knew the day on which the trial was expected to take place. She +could not get it out of her head for a minute; she felt faint as it drew +towards evening. + +Two or three days passed; and then she knew that the trial must be over +by this time. There were floods between London and Shrewsbury, and news +was long delayed. She wished the floods would last for ever. It was +dreadful waiting to hear; dreadful to know that the event was over, and +that she could not hear till self-willed rivers subsided; dreadful to +know that they must subside and the news come at last. + +She had some vague trust in the Judge's good-nature, and much in the +resources of chance and accident. She had contrived to send the money he +wanted. He would not be without legal advice and energetic and skilled +support. + +At last the news did come--a long arrear all in a gush: a letter from a +female friend in Shrewsbury; a return of the sentences, sent up for the +Judge; and most important, because most easily got at, being told with +great aplomb and brevity, the long-deferred intelligence of the +Shrewsbury Assizes in the _Morning Advertiser_. Like an impatient reader +of a novel, who reads the last page first, she read with dizzy eyes the +list of the executions. + +Two were respited, seven were hanged; and in that capital catalogue was +this line: + +"Lewis Pyneweck--forgery." + +She had to read it half-a-dozen times over before she was sure she +understood it. Here was the paragraph: + + "_Sentence, Death_--7. + + "Executed accordingly, on Friday the 13th instant, to wit: + + "Thomas Primer, _alias_ Duck--highway robbery. + + "Flora Guy--stealing to the value of 11_s._ _6d._ + + "Arthur Pounden--burglary. + + "Matilda Mummery--riot. + + "Lewis Pyneweck--forgery, bill of exchange." + +And when she reached this, she read it over and over, feeling very cold +and sick. This buxom housekeeper was known in the house as Mrs. +Carwell--Carwell being her maiden name, which she had resumed. + +No one in the house except its master knew her history. Her introduction +had been managed craftily. No one suspected that it had been concerted +between her and the old reprobate in scarlet and ermine. + +Flora Carwell ran up the stairs now, and snatched her little girl, +hardly seven years of age, whom she met on the lobby, hurriedly up in +her arms, and carried her into her bedroom, without well knowing what +she was doing, and sat down, placing the child before her. She was not +able to speak. She held the child before her, and looked in the little +girl's wondering face, and burst into tears of horror. + +She thought, the Judge could have saved him. I daresay he could. For a +time she was furious with him; and hugged and kissed her bewildered +little girl, who returned her gaze with large round eyes. + +That little girl had lost her father, and knew nothing of the matter. +She had been always told that her father was dead long ago. + +A woman, coarse, uneducated, vain, and violent, does not reason, or even +feel, very distinctly; but in these tears of consternation were mingling +a self-upbraiding. She felt afraid of that little child. + +But Mrs. Carwell was a person who lived not upon sentiment, but upon +beef and pudding; she consoled herself with punch; she did not trouble +herself long even with resentments; she was a gross and material person, +and could not mourn over the irrevocable for more than a limited number +of hours, even if she would. + +Judge Harbottle was soon in London again. Except the gout, this savage +old epicurean never knew a day's sickness. He laughed and coaxed and +bullied away the young woman's faint upbraidings, and in a little time +Lewis Pyneweck troubled her no more; and the Judge secretly chuckled +over the perfectly fair removal of a bore, who might have grown little +by little into something very like a tyrant. + +It was the lot of the Judge whose adventures I am now recounting to try +criminal cases at the Old Bailey shortly after his return. He had +commenced his charge to the jury in a case of forgery, and was, after +his wont, thundering dead against the prisoner, with many a hard +aggravation and cynical gibe, when suddenly all died away in silence, +and, instead of looking at the jury, the eloquent Judge was gaping at +some person in the body of the court. + +Among the persons of small importance who stand and listen at the sides +was one tall enough to show with a little prominence; a slight mean +figure, dressed in seedy black, lean and dark of visage. He had just +handed a letter to the crier, before he caught the Judge's eye. + +That Judge descried, to his amazement, the features of Lewis Pyneweck. +He has the usual faint thin-lipped smile; and with his blue chin raised +in air, and as it seemed quite unconscious of the distinguished notice +he has attracted, he was stretching his low cravat with his crooked +fingers, while he slowly turned his head from side to side--a process +which enabled the Judge to see distinctly a stripe of swollen blue round +his neck, which indicated, he thought, the grip of the rope. + +This man, with a few others, had got a footing on a step, from which he +could better see the court. He now stepped down, and the Judge lost +sight of him. + +His lordship signed energetically with his hand in the direction in +which this man had vanished. He turned to the tipstaff. His first effort +to speak ended in a gasp. He cleared his throat, and told the astounded +official to arrest that man who had interrupted the court. + +"He's but this moment gone down _there_. Bring him in custody before me, +within ten minutes' time, or I'll strip your gown from your shoulders +and fine the sheriff!" he thundered, while his eyes flashed round the +court in search of the functionary. + +Attorneys, counsellors, idle spectators, gazed in the direction in which +Mr. Justice Harbottle had shaken his gnarled old hand. They compared +notes. Not one had seen any one making a disturbance. They asked one +another if the Judge was losing his head. + +Nothing came of the search. His lordship concluded his charge a great +deal more tamely; and when the jury retired, he stared round the court +with a wandering mind, and looked as if he would not have given sixpence +to see the prisoner hanged. + + + + +CHAPTER V. + +CALEB SEARCHER. + + +The Judge had received the letter; had he known from whom it came, he +would no doubt have read it instantaneously. As it was he simply read +the direction: + + _To the Honourable_ + _The Lord Justice_ + _Elijah Harbottle,_ + + _One of his Majesty's Justices of_ + _the Honourable Court of Common Pleas._ + +It remained forgotten in his pocket till he reached home. + +When he pulled out that and others from the capacious pocket of his +coat, it had its turn, as he sat in his library in his thick silk +dressing-gown; and then he found its contents to be a closely-written +letter, in a clerk's hand, and an enclosure in 'secretary hand,' as I +believe the angular scrivinary of law-writings in those days was termed, +engrossed on a bit of parchment about the size of this page. The letter +said: + + + "Mr. Justice Harbottle,--My Lord, + +"I am ordered by the High Court of Appeal to acquaint your lordship, in +order to your better preparing yourself for your trial, that a true bill +hath been sent down, and the indictment lieth against your lordship for +the murder of one Lewis Pyneweck of Shrewsbury, citizen, wrongfully +executed for the forgery of a bill of exchange, on the--the day of ---- +last, by reason of the wilful perversion of the evidence, and the undue +pressure put upon the jury, together with the illegal admission of +evidence by your lordship, well knowing the same to be illegal, by all +which the promoter of the prosecution of the said indictment, before the +High Court of Appeal, hath lost his life. + +"And the trial of the said indictment, I am farther ordered to acquaint +your lordship is fixed for the 10th day of ---- next ensuing, by the +right honourable the Lord Chief-Justice Twofold, of the court aforesaid, +to wit, the High Court of Appeal, on which day it will most certainly +take place. And I am farther to acquaint your lordship, to prevent any +surprise or miscarriage, that your case stands first for the said day, +and that the said High Court of Appeal sits day and night, and never +rises; and herewith, by order of the said court, I furnish your lordship +with a copy (extract) of the record in this case, except of the +indictment, whereof, notwithstanding, the substance and effect is +supplied to your lordship in this Notice. And farther I am to inform +you, that in case the jury then to try your lordship should find you +guilty, the right honourable the Lord Chief-Justice will, in passing +sentence of death upon you, fix the day of execution for the 10th day of +----, being one calendar month from the day of your trial." + +It was signed by "CALEB SEARCHER, + + "Officer of the Crown Solicitor in the + "Kingdom of Life and Death." + + +The Judge glanced through the parchment. + +"'Sblood! Do they think a man like me is to be bamboozled by their +buffoonery?" + +The Judge's coarse features were wrung into one of his sneers; but he +was pale. Possibly, after all, there was a conspiracy on foot. It was +queer. Did they mean to pistol him in his carriage? or did they only +aim at frightening him? + +Judge Harbottle had more than enough of animal courage. He was not +afraid of highwaymen, and he had fought more than his share of duels, +being a foul-mouthed advocate while he held briefs at the bar. No one +questioned his fighting qualities. But with respect to this particular +case of Pyneweck, he lived in a house of glass. Was there not his +pretty, dark-eyed, over-dressed housekeeper, Mrs. Flora Carwell? Very +easy for people who knew Shrewsbury to identify Mrs. Pyneweck, if once +put upon the scent; and had he not stormed and worked hard in that case? +Had he not made it hard sailing for the prisoner? Did he not know very +well what the bar thought of it? It would be the worst scandal that ever +blasted judge. + +So much there was intimidating in the matter, but nothing more. The +Judge was a little bit gloomy for a day or two after, and more testy +with every one than usual. + +He locked up the papers; and about a week after he asked his +housekeeper, one day, in the library: + +"Had your husband never a brother?" + +Mrs. Carwell squalled on this sudden introduction of the funereal topic, +and cried exemplary "piggins full," as the Judge used pleasantly to say. +But he was in no mood for trifling now, and he said sternly: + +"Come, madam! this wearies me. Do it another time; and give me an answer +to my question." So she did. + +Pyneweck had no brother living. He once had one; but he died in Jamaica. + +"How do you know he is dead?" asked the Judge. + +"Because he told me so." + +"Not the dead man?" + +"Pyneweck told me so." + +"Is that all?" sneered the Judge. + +He pondered this matter; and time went on. The Judge was growing a +little morose, and less enjoying. The subject struck nearer to his +thoughts than he fancied it could have done. But so it is with most +undivulged vexations, and there was no one to whom he could tell this +one. + +It was now the ninth; and Mr. Justice Harbottle was glad. He knew +nothing would come of it. Still it bothered him; and to-morrow would see +it well over. + +[What of the paper, I have cited? No one saw it during his life; no one, +after his death. He spoke of it to Dr. Hedstone; and what purported to +be "a copy," in the old Judge's hand-writing, was found. The original +was nowhere. Was it a copy of an illusion, incident to brain disease? +Such is my belief.] + + + + +CHAPTER VI. + +ARRESTED. + + +Judge Harbottle went this night to the play at Drury Lane. He was one of +those old fellows who care nothing for late hours, and occasional +knocking about in pursuit of pleasure. He had appointed with two cronies +of Lincoln's Inn to come home in his coach with him to sup after the +play. + +They were not in his box, but were to meet him near the entrance, and to +get into his carriage there; and Mr. Justice Harbottle, who hated +waiting, was looking a little impatiently from the window. + +The Judge yawned. + +He told the footman to watch for Counsellor Thavies and Counsellor +Beller, who were coming; and, with another yawn, he laid his cocked-hat +on his knees, closed his eyes, leaned back in his corner, wrapped his +mantle closer about him, and began to think of pretty Mrs. Abington. + +And being a man who could sleep like a sailor, at a moment's notice, he +was thinking of taking a nap. Those fellows had no business to keep a +judge waiting. + +He heard their voices now. Those rake-hell counsellors were laughing, +and bantering, and sparring after their wont. The carriage swayed and +jerked, as one got in, and then again as the other followed. The door +clapped, and the coach was now jogging and rumbling over the pavement. +The Judge was a little bit sulky. He did not care to sit up and open his +eyes. Let them suppose he was asleep. He heard them laugh with more +malice than good-humour, he thought, as they observed it. He would give +them a d----d hard knock or two when they got to his door, and till then +he would counterfeit his nap. + +The clocks were chiming twelve. Beller and Thavies were silent as +tombstones. They were generally loquacious and merry rascals. + +The Judge suddenly felt himself roughly seized and thrust from his +corner into the middle of the seat, and opening his eyes, instantly he +found himself between his two companions. + +Before he could blurt out the oath that was at his lips, he saw that +they were two strangers--evil-looking fellows, each with a pistol in +his hand, and dressed like Bow Street officers. + +The Judge clutched at the check-string. The coach pulled up. He stared +about him. They were not among houses; but through the windows, under a +broad moonlight, he saw a black moor stretching lifelessly from right to +left, with rotting trees, pointing fantastic branches in the air, +standing here and there in groups, as if they held up their arms and +twigs like fingers, in horrible glee at the Judge's coming. + +A footman came to the window. He knew his long face and sunken eyes. He +knew it was Dingly Chuff, fifteen years ago a footman in his service, +whom he had turned off at a moment's notice, in a burst of jealousy, and +indicted for a missing spoon. The man had died in prison of the +jail-fever. + +The Judge drew back in utter amazement. His armed companions signed +mutely; and they were again gliding over this unknown moor. + +The bloated and gouty old man, in his horror, considered the question of +resistance. But his athletic days were long over. This moor was a +desert. There was no help to be had. He was in the hands of strange +servants, even if his recognition turned out to be a delusion, and they +were under the command of his captors. There was nothing for it but +submission, for the present. + +Suddenly the coach was brought nearly to a standstill, so that the +prisoner saw an ominous sight from the window. + +It was a gigantic gallows beside the road; it stood three-sided, and +from each of its three broad beams at top depended in chains some eight +or ten bodies, from several of which the cere-clothes had dropped away, +leaving the skeletons swinging lightly by their chains. A tall ladder +reached to the summit of the structure, and on the peat beneath lay +bones. + +On top of the dark transverse beam facing the road, from which, as from +the other two completing the triangle of death, dangled a row of these +unfortunates in chains, a hang-man, with a pipe in his mouth, much as we +see him in the famous print of the 'Idle Apprentice,' though here his +perch was ever so much higher, was reclining at his ease and listlessly +shying bones, from a little heap at his elbow, at the skeletons that +hung round, bringing down now a rib or two, now a hand, now half a leg. +A long-sighted man could have discerned that he was a dark fellow, lean; +and from continually looking down on the earth from the elevation over +which, in another sense, he always hung, his nose, his lips, his chin +were pendulous and loose, and drawn down into a monstrous grotesque. + +This fellow took his pipe from his mouth on seeing the coach, stood up, +and cut some solemn capers high on his beam, and shook a new rope in the +air, crying with a voice high and distant as the caw of a raven hovering +over a gibbet, "A rope for Judge Harbottle!" + +The coach was now driving on at its old swift pace. + +So high a gallows as that, the Judge had never, even in his most +hilarious moments, dreamed of. He thought he must be raving. And the +dead footman! He shook his ears and strained his eyelids; but if he was +dreaming, he was unable to awake himself. + +There was no good in threatening these scoundrels. A _brutum fulmen_ +might bring a real one on his head. + +Any submission to get out of their hands; and then heaven and earth he +would move to unearth and hunt them down. + +Suddenly they drove round a corner of a vast white building, and under a +_porte-cochère_. + + + + +CHAPTER VII. + +CHIEF JUSTICE TWOFOLD. + + +The Judge found himself in a corridor lighted with dingy oil-lamps, the +walls of bare stone; it looked like a passage in a prison. His guards +placed him in the hands of other people. Here and there he saw bony and +gigantic soldiers passing to and fro, with muskets over their shoulders. +They looked straight before them, grinding their teeth, in bleak fury, +with no noise but the clank of their shoes. He saw these by glimpses, +round corners, and at the ends of passages, but he did not actually pass +them by. + +And now, passing under a narrow doorway, he found himself in the dock, +confronting a judge in his scarlet robes, in a large court-house. There +was nothing to elevate this temple of Themis above its vulgar kind +elsewhere. Dingy enough it looked, in spite of candles lighted in decent +abundance. A case had just closed, and the last juror's back was seen +escaping through the door in the wall of the jury-box. There were some +dozen barristers, some fiddling with pen and ink, others buried in +briefs, some beckoning, with the plumes of their pens, to their +attorneys, of whom there were no lack; there were clerks to-ing and +fro-ing, and the officers of the court, and the registrar, who was +handing up a paper to the judge; and the tipstaff, who was presenting a +note at the end of his wand to a king's counsel over the heads of the +crowd between. If this was the High Court of Appeal, which never rose +day or night, it might account for the pale and jaded aspect of +everybody in it. An air of indescribable gloom hung upon the pallid +features of all the people here; no one ever smiled; all looked more or +less secretly suffering. + +"The King against Elijah Harbottle!" shouted the officer. + +"Is the appellant Lewis Pyneweck in court?" asked Chief-Justice Twofold, +in a voice of thunder, that shook the woodwork of the Court, and boomed +down the corridors. + +Up stood Pyneweck from his place at the table. + +"Arraign the prisoner!" roared the Chief; and Judge Harbottle felt the +pannels of the dock round him, and the floor, and the rails quiver in +the vibrations of that tremendous voice. + +The prisoner, _in limine_, objected to this pretended court, as being a +sham, and non-existent in point of law; and then, that, even if it were +a court constituted by law, (the Judge was growing dazed), it had not +and could not have any jurisdiction to try him for his conduct on the +bench. + +Whereupon the chief-justice laughed suddenly, and every one in court, +turning round upon the prisoner, laughed also, till the laugh grew and +roared all round like a deafening acclamation; he saw nothing but +glittering eyes and teeth, a universal stare and grin; but though all +the voices laughed, not a single face of all those that concentrated +their gaze upon him looked like a laughing face. The mirth subsided as +suddenly as it began. + +The indictment was read. Judge Harbottle actually pleaded! He pleaded +"Not guilty." A jury were sworn. The trial proceeded. Judge Harbottle +was bewildered. + +This could not be real. He must be either mad, or _going_ mad, he +thought. + +One thing could not fail to strike even him. This Chief-Justice Twofold, +who was knocking him about at every turn with sneer and gibe, and +roaring him down with his tremendous voice, was a dilated effigy of +himself; an image of Mr. Justice Harbottle, at least double his size, +and with all his fierce colouring, and his ferocity of eye and visage, +enhanced awfully. + +Nothing the prisoner could argue, cite, or state was permitted to retard +for a moment the march of the case towards its catastrophe. + +The chief-justice seemed to feel his power over the jury, and to exult +and riot in the display of it. He glared at them, he nodded to them; he +seemed to have established an understanding with them. The lights were +faint in that part of the court. The jurors were mere shadows, sitting +in rows; the prisoner could see a dozen pair of white eyes shining, +coldly, out of the darkness; and whenever the judge in his charge, which +was contemptuously brief, nodded and grinned and gibed, the prisoner +could see, in the obscurity, by the dip of all these rows of eyes +together, that the jury nodded in acquiescence. + +And now the charge was over, the huge chief-justice leaned back panting +and gloating on the prisoner. Every one in the court turned about, and +gazed with steadfast hatred on the man in the dock. From the jury-box +where the twelve sworn brethren were whispering together, a sound in the +general stillness like a prolonged "hiss-s-s!" was heard; and then, in +answer to the challenge of the officer, "How say you, gentlemen of the +jury, guilty or not guilty?" came in a melancholy voice the finding, +"Guilty." + +The place seemed to the eyes of the prisoner to grow gradually darker +and darker, till he could discern nothing distinctly but the lumen of +the eyes that were turned upon him from every bench and side and corner +and gallery of the building. The prisoner doubtless thought that he had +quite enough to say, and conclusive, why sentence of death should not be +pronounced upon him; but the lord chief-justice puffed it contemptuously +away, like so much smoke, and proceeded to pass sentence of death upon +the prisoner, having named the 10th of the ensuing month for his +execution. + +Before he had recovered the stun of this ominous farce, in obedience to +the mandate, 'Remove the prisoner,' he was led from the dock. The lamps +seemed all to have gone out, and there were stoves and charcoal-fires +here and there, that threw a faint crimson light on the walls of the +corridors through which he passed. The stones that composed them looked +now enormous, cracked and unhewn. + +He came into a vaulted smithy, where two men, naked to the waist, with +heads like bulls, round shoulders, and the arms of giants, were welding +red-hot chains together with hammers that pelted like thunderbolts. + +They looked on the prisoner with fierce red eyes, and rested on their +hammers for a minute; and said the elder to his companion, "Take out +Elijah Harbottle's gyves;" and with a pincers he plucked the end which +lay dazzling in the fire from the furnace. + +"One end locks," said he, taking the cool end of the iron in one hand, +while with the grip of a vice he seized the leg of the Judge, and locked +the ring round his ankle. "The other," he said with a grin, "is welded." + +The iron band that was to form the ring for the other leg lay still +red-hot upon the stone floor, with brilliant sparks sporting up and down +its surface. + +His companion in his gigantic hands seized the old Judge's other leg, +and pressed his foot immovably to the stone floor; while his senior in a +twinkling, with a masterly application of pincers and hammer, sped the +glowing bar round his ankle so tight that the skin and sinews smoked and +bubbled again, and old Judge Harbottle uttered a yell that seemed to +chill the very stones, and make the iron chains quiver on the wall. + +Chains, vaults, smiths, and smithy all vanished in a moment; but the +pain continued. Mr. Justice Harbottle was suffering torture all round +the ankle on which the infernal smiths had just been operating. + +His friends Thavies and Beller were startled by the Judge's roar in the +midst of their elegant trifling about a marriage à-la-mode case which +was going on. The Judge was in panic as well as pain. The street-lamps +and the light of his own hall-door restored him. + +"I'm very bad," growled he between his set teeth; "my foot's blazing. +Who was he that hurt my foot? 'Tis the gout--'tis the gout!" he said, +awaking completely. "How many hours have we been coming from the +playhouse? 'Sblood, what has happened on the way? I've slept half the +night?" + +There had been no hitch or delay, and they had driven home at a good +pace. + +The Judge, however, was in gout; he was feverish too; and the attack, +though very short, was sharp; and when, in about a fortnight, it +subsided, his ferocious joviality did not return. He could not get this +dream, as he chose to call it, out of his head. + + + + +CHAPTER VIII. + +SOMEBODY HAS GOT INTO THE HOUSE. + + +People remarked that the Judge was in the vapours. His doctor said he +should go for a fortnight to Buxton. + +Whenever the Judge fell into a brown study, he was always conning over +the terms of the sentence pronounced upon him in his vision--"in one +calendar month from the date of this day;" and then the usual form, "and +you shall be hanged by the neck till you are dead," &c. "That will be +the 10th--I'm not much in the way of being hanged. I know what stuff +dreams are, and I laugh at them; but this is continually in my thoughts, +as if it forecast misfortune of some sort. I wish the day my dream gave +me were passed and over. I wish I were well purged of my gout. I wish I +were as I used to be. 'Tis nothing but vapours, nothing but a maggot." +The copy of the parchment and letter which had announced his trial with +many a snort and sneer he would read over and over again, and the +scenery and people of his dream would rise about him in places the most +unlikely, and steal him in a moment from all that surrounded him into a +world of shadows. + +The Judge had lost his iron energy and banter. He was growing taciturn +and morose. The Bar remarked the change, as well they might. His friends +thought him ill. The doctor said he was troubled with hypochondria, and +that his gout was still lurking in his system, and ordered him to that +ancient haunt of crutches and chalk-stones, Buxton. + +The Judge's spirits were very low; he was frightened about himself; and +he described to his housekeeper, having sent for her to his study to +drink a dish of tea, his strange dream in his drive home from Drury Lane +playhouse. He was sinking into the state of nervous dejection in which +men lose their faith in orthodox advice, and in despair consult quacks, +astrologers, and nursery story-tellers. Could such a dream mean that he +was to have a fit, and so die on the 10th? She did not think so. On the +contrary, it was certain some good luck must happen on that day. + +The Judge kindled; and for the first time for many days, he looked for a +minute or two like himself, and he tapped her on the cheek with the hand +that was not in flannel. + +"Odsbud! odsheart! you dear rogue! I had forgot. There is young +Tom--yellow Tom, my nephew, you know, lies sick at Harrogate; why +shouldn't he go that day as well as another, and if he does, I get an +estate by it? Why, lookee, I asked Doctor Hedstone yesterday if I was +like to take a fit any time, and he laughed, and swore I was the last +man in town to go off that way." + +The Judge sent most of his servants down to Buxton to make his lodgings +and all things comfortable for him. He was to follow in a day or two. + +It was now the 9th; and the next day well over, he might laugh at his +visions and auguries. + +On the evening of the 9th, Doctor Hedstone's footman knocked at the +Judge's door. The doctor ran up the dusky stairs to the drawing-room. It +was a March evening, near the hour of sunset, with an east wind +whistling sharply through the chimney-stacks. A wood fire blazed +cheerily on the hearth. And Judge Harbottle, in what was then called a +brigadier-wig, with his red roquelaure on, helped the glowing effect of +the darkened chamber, which looked red all over like a room on fire. + +The Judge had his feet on a stool, and his huge grim purple face +confronted the fire and seemed to pant and swell, as the blaze +alternately spread upward and collapsed. He had fallen again among his +blue devils, and was thinking of retiring from the Bench, and of fifty +other gloomy things. + +But the doctor, who was an energetic son of Æsculapius, would listen to +no croaking, told the Judge he was full of gout, and in his present +condition no judge even of his own case, but promised him leave to +pronounce on all those melancholy questions, a fortnight later. + +In the meantime the Judge must be very careful. He was over-charged +with gout, and he must not provoke an attack, till the waters of Buxton +should do that office for him, in their own salutary way. + +The doctor did not think him perhaps quite so well as he pretended, for +he told him he wanted rest, and would be better if he went forthwith to +his bed. + +Mr. Gerningham, his valet, assisted him, and gave him his drops; and the +Judge told him to wait in his bedroom till he should go to sleep. + +Three persons that night had specially odd stories to tell. + +The housekeeper had got rid of the trouble of amusing her little girl at +this anxious time by giving her leave to run about the sitting-rooms and +look at the pictures and china, on the usual condition of touching +nothing. It was not until the last gleam of sunset had for some time +faded, and the twilight had so deepened that she could no longer +discern the colours on the china figures on the chimney-piece or in the +cabinets, that the child returned to the housekeeper's room to find her +mother. + +To her she related, after some prattle about the china, and the +pictures, and the Judge's two grand wigs in the dressing-room off the +library, an adventure of an extraordinary kind. + +In the hall was placed, as was customary in those times, the sedan-chair +which the master of the house occasionally used, covered with stamped +leather, and studded with gilt nails, and with its red silk blinds down. +In this case, the doors of this old-fashioned conveyance were locked, +the windows up, and, as I said, the blinds down, but not so closely that +the curious child could not peep underneath one of them, and see into +the interior. + +A parting beam from the setting sun, admitted through the window of a +back room, shot obliquely through the open door, and lighting on the +chair, shone with a dull transparency through the crimson blind. + +To her surprise, the child saw in the shadow a thin man dressed in black +seated in it; he had sharp dark features; his nose, she fancied, a +little awry, and his brown eyes were looking straight before him; his +hand was on his thigh, and he stirred no more than the waxen figure she +had seen at Southwark fair. + +A child is so often lectured for asking questions and on the propriety +of silence, and the superior wisdom of its elders, that it accepts most +things at last in good faith; and the little girl acquiesced +respectfully in the occupation of the chair by this mahogany-faced +person as being all right and proper. + +It was not until she asked her mother who this man was, and observed her +scared face as she questioned her more minutely upon the appearance of +the stranger, that she began to understand that she had seen something +unaccountable. + +Mrs. Carwell took the key of the chair from its nail over the footman's +shelf, and led the child by the hand up to the hall, having a lighted +candle in her other hand. She stopped at a distance from the chair, and +placed the candlestick in the child's hand. + +"Peep in, Margery, again, and try if there's anything there," she +whispered; "hold the candle near the blind so as to throw its light +through the curtain." + +The child peeped, this time with a very solemn face, and intimated at +once that he was gone. + +"Look again, and be sure," urged her mother. + +The little girl was quite certain; and Mrs. Carwell, with her mob-cap of +lace and cherry-coloured ribbons, and her dark brown hair, not yet +powdered, over a very pale face, unlocked the door, looked in, and +beheld emptiness. + +"All a mistake, child, you see." + +"_There_, ma'am! see there! He's gone round the corner," said the child. + +"Where?" said Mrs. Carwell, stepping backward a step. + +"Into that room." + +"Tut, child! 'twas the shadow," cried Mrs. Carwell angrily, because she +was frightened. "I moved the candle." But she clutched one of the poles +of the chair, which leant against the wall in the corner, and pounded +the floor furiously with one end of it, being afraid to pass the open +door the child had pointed to. + +The cook and two kitchen-maids came running upstairs, not knowing what +to make of this unwonted alarm. + +They all searched the room; but it was still and empty, and no sign of +any one's having been there. + +Some people may suppose that the direction given to her thoughts by this +odd little incident will account for a very strange illusion which Mrs. +Carwell herself experienced about two hours later. + + + + +CHAPTER IX. + +THE JUDGE LEAVES HIS HOUSE. + + +Mrs. Flora Carwell was going up the great staircase with a posset for +the Judge in a china bowl, on a little silver tray. + +Across the top of the well-staircase there runs a massive oak rail; and, +raising her eyes accidentally, she saw an extremely odd-looking +stranger, slim and long, leaning carelessly over with a pipe between his +finger and thumb. Nose, lips, and chin seemed all to droop downward into +extraordinary length, as he leant his odd peering face over the +banister. In his other hand he held a coil of rope, one end of which +escaped from under his elbow and hung over the rail. + +Mrs. Carwell, who had no suspicion at the moment, that he was not a real +person, and fancied that he was some one employed in cording the Judge's +luggage, called to know what he was doing there. + +Instead of answering, he turned about, and walked across the lobby, at +about the same leisurely pace at which she was ascending, and entered a +room, into which she followed him. It was an uncarpeted and unfurnished +chamber. An open trunk lay upon the floor empty, and beside it the coil +of rope; but except herself there was no one in the room. + +Mrs. Carwell was very much frightened, and now concluded that the child +must have seen the same ghost that had just appeared to her. Perhaps, +when she was able to think it over, it was a relief to believe so; for +the face, figure, and dress described by the child were awfully like +Pyneweck; and this certainly was not he. + +Very much scared and very hysterical, Mrs. Carwell ran down to her room, +afraid to look over her shoulder, and got some companions about her, and +wept, and talked, and drank more than one cordial, and talked and wept +again, and so on, until, in those early days, it was ten o'clock, and +time to go to bed. + +A scullery-maid remained up finishing some of her scouring and +"scalding" for some time after the other servants--who, as I said, were +few in number--that night had got to their beds. This was a low-browed, +broad-faced, intrepid wench with black hair, who did not "vally a ghost +not a button," and treated the housekeeper's hysterics with measureless +scorn. + +The old house was quiet, now. It was near twelve o'clock, no sounds were +audible except the muffled wailing of the wintry winds, piping high +among the roofs and chimneys, or rumbling at intervals, in under gusts, +through the narrow channels of the street. + +The spacious solitudes of the kitchen level were awfully dark, and this +sceptical kitchen-wench was the only person now up and about, in the +house. She hummed tunes to herself, for a time; and then stopped and +listened; and then resumed her work again. At last, she was destined to +be more terrified than even was the housekeeper. + +There was a back-kitchen in this house, and from this she heard, as if +coming from below its foundations, a sound like heavy strokes, that +seemed to shake the earth beneath her feet. Sometimes a dozen in +sequence, at regular intervals; sometimes fewer. She walked out softly +into the passage, and was surprised to see a dusky glow issuing from +this room, as if from a charcoal fire. + +The room seemed thick with smoke. + +Looking in, she very dimly beheld a monstrous figure, over a furnace, +beating with a mighty hammer the rings and rivets of a chain. + +The strokes, swift and heavy as they looked, sounded hollow and distant. +The man stopped, and pointed to something on the floor, that, through +the smoky haze, looked, she thought, like a dead body. She remarked no +more; but the servants in the room close by, startled from their sleep +by a hideous scream, found her in a swoon on the flags, close to the +door, where she had just witnessed this ghastly vision. + +Startled by the girl's incoherent asseverations that she had seen the +Judge's corpse on the floor, two servants having first searched the +lower part of the house, went rather frightened upstairs to inquire +whether their master was well. They found him, not in his bed, but in +his room. He had a table with candles burning at his bedside, and was +getting on his clothes again; and he swore and cursed at them roundly in +his old style, telling them that he had business, and that he would +discharge on the spot any scoundrel who should dare to disturb him +again. + +So the invalid was left to his quietude. + +In the morning it was rumoured here and there in the street that the +Judge was dead. A servant was sent from the house three doors away, by +Counsellor Traverse, to inquire at Judge Harbottle's hall-door. + +The servant who opened it was pale and reserved, and would only say that +the Judge was ill. He had had a dangerous accident; Doctor Hedstone had +been with him at seven o'clock in the morning. + +There were averted looks, short answers, pale and frowning faces, and +all the usual signs that there was a secret that sat heavily upon their +minds, and the time for disclosing which had not yet come. That time +would arrive when the coroner had arrived, and the mortal scandal that +had befallen the house could be no longer hidden. For that morning Mr. +Justice Harbottle had been found hanging by the neck from the banister +at the top of the great staircase, and quite dead. + +There was not the smallest sign of any struggle or resistance. There had +not been heard a cry or any other noise in the slightest degree +indicative of violence. There was medical evidence to show that, in his +atrabilious state, it was quite on the cards that he might have made +away with himself. The jury found accordingly that it was a case of +suicide. But to those who were acquainted with the strange story which +Judge Harbottle had related to at least two persons, the fact that the +catastrophe occurred on the morning of the 10th March seemed a +startling coincidence. + +A few days after, the pomp of a great funeral attended him to the grave; +and so, in the language of Scripture, "the rich man died, and was +buried." + +END OF THE FIRST VOLUME. + + + + + + +End of the Project Gutenberg EBook of In a Glass Darkly, v. 1/3, by +Joseph Sheridan Le Fanu + +*** END OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK IN A GLASS DARKLY, V. 1/3 *** + +***** This file should be named 37172-8.txt or 37172-8.zip ***** +This and all associated files of various formats will be found in: + http://www.gutenberg.org/3/7/1/7/37172/ + +Produced by Andrea Ball, Christine Bell & Marc D'Hooghe +at http://www.freeliterature.org (From images generously +made available by the internet Archive) + + +Updated editions will replace the previous one--the old editions +will be renamed. + +Creating the works from public domain print editions means that no +one owns a United States copyright in these works, so the Foundation +(and you!) can copy and distribute it in the United States without +permission and without paying copyright royalties. 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