ist upon it, we must part,--do not stop up my way any longer
in a world which is wide enough for both of us." He smiled, and
replied:--"I go, sir; but I will first instruct you how to summon me,
when you wish for the presence of your most humble slave: you need only
shake your purse, that its exhaustless pieces may tinkle, and the sound
will draw me instantly to you. Everybody in this world thinks of his own
interests; you see I also am attending to yours--for I give you
spontaneously a new power.--Excellent purse! and even if the moths had
devoured your shadow, there would be a strong bond of union between us.
But enough--you possess me while you possess my gold; however distant,
command your servant--you know I am always ready to do honour to my
friends, and that I have for the wealthy an especial regard; that you
yourself have seen--but as for your shadow, sir, allow me to assure you,
your shadow will never be yours but on one condition."
Visions of old time floated in my soul. I inquired hastily: "Did Mr.
Jones give you his signature?" He smiled: "With so good a friend it was
not necessary."--"Where is he--where? By Heavens I will know!" He put
his hand slowly into his pocket, and drew out by the hair the pale and
ghastly form of Thomas Jones. Its blue and deadly lips trembled with the
dreadful words: "_Justo judicio Dei judicatus sum_; _justo judicio Dei
condemnatus sum_." I was horror-struck--I dashed the clinking purse
hastily into the abyss, and uttered these last words, "I conjure thee, in
the name of God, monster, begone, and never again appear before these
eyes." He rose up with a gloomy frown, and vanished instantaneously
behind the dark masses of rock which surrounded that wild and savage
place.
CHAPTER IX.
I sat there shadowless and penniless: but a heavy weight had been removed
from my bosom, and I was calm. Had I not lost my love, or had that loss
left me free from self-reproach, I believe I might have been happy; but I
knew not what steps I should take. I searched my pockets, and found that
a few pieces of gold remained to me; I counted them smilingly. I had
left my horse at the inn below. I was ashamed to return there, at least
till the setting of the sun--and the sun was high in the heavens. I laid
myself down in the shade of a neighbouring tree, and fell quietly asleep.
The sweetest images danced cheerfully around me in my delightful dreams.
Mina, crowned with a garland o
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