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第162章 CHAPTER XXXIII(2)

Yes,she slept.The Indian sleeps at the stake in the intervals between his tortures;and mental torments,in like manner,exhaust by long continuance the sensibility of the sufferer,so that an interval of lethargic repose must necessarily ensue,ere the pangs which they inflict can again be renewed.

The Countess slept,then,for several hours,and dreamed that she was in the ancient house at Cumnor Place,listening for the low whistle with which Leicester often used to announce his presence in the courtyard when arriving suddenly on one of his stolen visits.But on this occasion,instead of a whistle,she heard the peculiar blast of a bugle-horn,such as her father used to wind on the fall of the stag,and which huntsmen then called a MORT.She ran,as she thought,to a window that looked into the courtyard,which she saw filled with men in mourning garments.

The old Curate seemed about to read the funeral service.

Mumblazen,tricked out in an antique dress,like an ancient herald,held aloft a scutcheon,with its usual decorations of skulls,cross-bones,and hour-glasses,surrounding a coat-of-arms,of which she could only distinguish that it was surmounted with an Earl's coronet.The old man looked at her with a ghastly smile,and said,Amy,are they not rightly quartered?Just as he spoke,the horns again poured on her ear the melancholy yet wild strain of the MORT,or death-note,and she awoke.

The Countess awoke to hear a real bugle-note,or rather the combined breath of many bugles,sounding not the MORT.but the jolly REVEILLE,to remind the inmates of the Castle of Kenilworth that the pleasures of the day were to commence with a magnificent stag-hunting in the neighbouring Chase.Amy started up from her couch,listened to the sound,saw the first beams of the summer morning already twinkle through the lattice of her window,and recollected,with feelings of giddy agony,where she was,and how circumstanced.

He thinks not of me,she said;he will not come nigh me!AQueen is his guest,and what cares he in what corner of his huge Castle a wretch like me pines in doubt,which is fast fading into despair?At once a sound at the door,as of some one attempting to open it softly,filled her with an ineffable mixture of joy and fear;and hastening to remove the obstacle she had placed against the door,and to unlock it,she had the precaution to ask!Is it thou,my love?Yes,my Countess,murmured a whisper in reply.

She threw open the door,and exclaiming,Leicester!flung her arms around the neck of the man who stood without,muffled in his cloak.

No--not quite Leicester,answered Michael Lambourne,for he it was,returning the caress with vehemence--not quite Leicester,my lovely and most loving duchess,but as good a man.With an exertion of force,of which she would at another time have thought herself incapable,the Countess freed herself from the profane and profaning grasp of the drunken debauchee,and retreated into the midst of her apartment.where despair gave her courage to make a stand.

As Lambourne,on entering,dropped the lap of his cloak from his face,she knew Varney's profligate servant,the very last person,excepting his detested master,by whom she would have wished to be discovered.But she was still closely muffled in her travelling dress,and as Lambourne had scarce ever been admitted to her presence at Cumnor Place,her person,she hoped,might not be so well known to him as his was to her,owing to Janet's pointing him frequently out as he crossed the court,and telling stories of his wickedness.She might have had still greater confidence in her disguise had her experience enabled her to discover that he was much intoxicated;but this could scarce have consoled her for the risk which she might incur from such a character in such a time,place,and circumstances.

Lambourne flung the door behind him as he entered,and folding his arms,as if in mockery of the attitude of distraction into which Amy had thrown herself,he proceeded thus:Hark ye,most fair Calipolis--or most lovely Countess of clouts,and divine Duchess of dark corners--if thou takest all that trouble of skewering thyself together,like a trussed fowl,that there may be more pleasure in the carving,even save thyself the labour.Ilove thy first frank manner the best---like thy present as little--(he made a step towards her,and staggered)--as little as--such a damned uneven floor as this,where a gentleman may break his neck if he does not walk as upright as a posture-master on the tight-rope.Stand back!said the Countess;do not approach nearer to me on thy peril!My peril!--and stand back!Why,how now,madam?Must you have a better mate than honest Mike Lambourne?I have been in America,girl,where the gold grows,and have brought off such a load on't--Good friend,said the Countess,in great terror at the ruffian's determined and audacious manner,I prithee begone,and leave me.And so I will,pretty one,when we are tired of each other's company--not a jot sooner.He seized her by the arm,while,incapable of further defence,she uttered shriek upon shriek.

Nay,scream away if you like it,said he,still holding her fast;I have heard the sea at the loudest,and I mind a squalling woman no more than a miauling kitten.Damn me!I have heard fifty or a hundred screaming at once,when there was a town stormed.The cries of the Countess,however,brought unexpected aid in the person of Lawrence Staples,who had heard her exclamations from his apartment below,and entered in good time to save her from being discovered,if not from more atrocious violence.Lawrence was drunk also from the debauch of the preceding night,but fortunately his intoxication had taken a different turn from that of Lambourne.

What the devil's noise is this in the ward?he said.What!man and woman together in the same cell?--that is against rule.

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