A Sicilian Romance - Page 65/139

The night passed without any disturbance. The morning arose fresh and

bright; the Heavens exhibited a clear and unclouded concave; even the

wild heath, refreshed by the late rains, smiled around, and sent up

with the morning gale a stream of fragrance.

The duke quitted the mansion, re-animated by the cheerfulness of morn,

and pursued his journey. He could gain no intelligence of the

fugitives. About noon he found himself in a beautiful romantic

country; and having reached the summit of some wild cliffs, he rested,

to view the picturesque imagery of the scene below. A shadowy

sequestered dell appeared buried deep among the rocks, and in the

bottom was seen a lake, whose clear bosom reflected the impending

cliffs, and the beautiful luxuriance of the overhanging shades.

But his attention was quickly called from the beauties of inanimate

nature, to objects more interesting; for he observed two persons, whom

he instantly recollected to be the same that he had formerly pursued

over the plains. They were seated on the margin of the lake, under the

shade of some high trees at the foot of the rocks, and seemed

partaking of a repast which was spread upon the grass. Two horses were

grazing near. In the lady the duke saw the very air and shape of

Julia, and his heart bounded at the sight. They were seated with

their backs to the cliffs upon which the duke stood, and he therefore

surveyed them unobserved. They were now almost within his power, but

the difficulty was how to descend the rocks, whose stupendous heights

and craggy steeps seemed to render them impassable. He examined them

with a scrutinizing eye, and at length espied, where the rock receded,

a narrow winding sort of path. He dismounted, and some of his

attendants doing the same, followed their lord down the cliffs,

treading lightly, lest their steps should betray them. Immediately

upon their reaching the bottom, they were perceived by the lady, who

fled among the rocks, and was presently pursued by the duke's people.

The cavalier had no time to escape, but drew his sword, and defended

himself against the furious assault of the duke.

The combat was sustained with much vigour and dexterity on both sides

for some minutes, when the duke received the point of his adversary's

sword, and fell. The cavalier, endeavouring to escape, was seized by

the duke's people, who now appeared with the fair fugitive; but what

was the disappointment--the rage of the duke, when in the person of

the lady he discovered a stranger! The astonishment was mutual, but

the accompanying feelings were, in the different persons, of a very

opposite nature. In the duke, astonishment was heightened by vexation,

and embittered by disappointment:--in the lady, it was softened by the

joy of unexpected deliverance.