A Sicilian Romance - Page 126/139

'He usually attended me when night might best conceal his visits;

though these were irregular in their return. Lately, from what motive

I cannot guess, he has ceased his nocturnal visits, and comes only in

the day.

'Once when midnight increased the darkness of my prison, and seemed to

render silence even more awful, touched by the sacred horrors of the

hour, I poured forth my distress in loud lamentation. Oh! never can I

forget what I felt, when I heard a distant voice answered to my moan!

A wild surprize, which was strangely mingled with hope, seized me, and

in my first emotion I should have answered the call, had not a

recollection crossed me, which destroyed at once every half-raised

sensation of joy. I remembered the dreadful vengeance which the

marquis had sworn to execute upon me, if I ever, by any means,

endeavoured to make known the place of my concealment; and though life

had long been a burden to me, I dared not to incur the certainty of

being murdered. I also well knew that no person who might discover my

situation could effect my enlargement, for I had no relations to

deliver me by force; and the marquis, you know, has not only power to

imprison, but also the right of life and death in his own domains; I,

therefore, forbore to answer the call, though I could not entirely

repress my lamentation. I long perplexed myself with endeavouring to

account for this strange circumstance, and am to this moment ignorant

of its cause.'

Julia remembering that Ferdinand had been confined in a dungeon of the

castle, it instantly occurred to her that his prison, and that of the

marchioness, were not far distant; and she scrupled not to believe

that it was his voice which her mother had heard. She was right in

this belief, and it was indeed the marchioness whose groans had

formerly caused Ferdinand so much alarm, both in the marble hall of

the south buildings, and in his dungeon.

When Julia communicated her opinion, and the marchioness believed that

she had heard the voice of her son--her emotion was extreme, and it

was some time before she could resume her narration.

'A short time since,' continued the marchioness, 'the marquis brought

me a fortnight's provision, and told me that I should probably see him

no more till the expiration of that term. His absence at this period

you have explained in your account of the transactions at the abbey of

St Augustin. How can I ever sufficiently acknowledge the obligations I

owe to my dear and invaluable friend Madame de Menon! Oh! that it

might be permitted me to testify my gratitude.'