ut I found afterwards that her
promise was only given to quiet me. No further steps were taken in the
business.
Though my Baggage was left at Munich under the care of my French
Servant, having prepared myself for a long journey, my purse was amply
furnished: Besides my equipage proved me to be of distinction, and in
consequence all possible attention was paid me at the Inn. The day
passed away: Still no news arrived of Agnes. The anxiety of fear now
gave place to despondency. I ceased to rave about her and was plunged
in the depth of melancholy reflections. Perceiving me to be silent and
tranquil, my Attendants believed my delirium to have abated, and that
my malady had taken a favourable turn. According to the Physician's
order I swallowed a composing medicine; and as soon as the night shut
in, my attendants withdrew and left me to repose.
That repose I wooed in vain. The agitation of my bosom chased away
sleep. Restless in my mind, in spite of the fatigue of my body, I
continued to toss about from side to side, till the Clock in a
neighbouring Steeple struck 'One.' As I listened to the mournful
hollow sound, and heard it die away in the wind, I felt a sudden
chillness spread itself over my body. I shuddered without knowing
wherefore; Cold dews poured down my forehead, and my hair stood
bristling with alarm. Suddenly I heard slow and heavy steps ascending
the staircase. By an involuntary movement I started up in my bed, and
drew back the curtain. A single rush-light which glimmered upon the
hearth shed a faint gleam through the apartment, which was hung with
tapestry. The door was thrown open with violence. A figure entered,
and drew near my Bed with solemn measured steps. With trembling
apprehension I examined this midnight Visitor. God Almighty! It was
the Bleeding Nun! It was my lost Companion! Her face was still
veiled, but She no longer held her Lamp and dagger. She lifted up her
veil slowly. What a sight presented itself to my startled eyes! I
beheld before me an animated Corse. Her countenance was long and
haggard; Her cheeks and lips were bloodless; The paleness of death was
spread over her features, and her eyeballs fixed stedfastly upon me
were lustreless and hollow.
I gazed upon the Spectre with horror too great to be described. My
blood was frozen in my veins. I would have called for aid, but the
sound expired ere it could pass my lips. My nerves were bound up in
impotence,
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