The Marble Faun
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The Marble Faun

Éditeur : Books on Demand

Date de parution : 23/11/2018

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Format : ePub

Protection numérique : Digital Watermarking

Synopsis :
In the Catacombs: ... "Surely, she cannot be lost!" exclaimed Kenyon. "It is but a moment since she was speaking." "No, no!" said Hilda, in great alarm. "She was behind us all; and it is a long while since we have heard her voice!" "Torches! torches!" cried Donatello desperately. "I will seek her, be the darkness ever so dismal!" But the guide held him back, and assured them all that there was no possibility of assisting their lost companion, unless by shouting at the very top of their voices. As the sound would go very far along these close and narrow passages, there was a fair probability that Miriam might hear the call, and be able to retrace her steps. Accordingly, they all - Kenyon with his bass voice; Donatello with his tenor; the guide with that high and hard Italian cry, which makes the streets of Rome so resonant; and Hilda with her slender scream, piercing farther than the united uproar of the rest - began to shriek, halloo, and bellow, with the utmost force of their lungs. And, not to prolong the reader's suspense (for we do not particularly seek to interest him in this scene, telling it only on account of the trouble and strange entanglement which followed), they soon heard a responsive call, in a female voice. "It was the signorina!" cried Donatello joyfully. "Yes; it was certainly dear Miriam's voice," said Hilda. "And here she comes! Thank Heaven! Thank Heaven!" The figure of their friend was now discernible by her own torchlight, approaching out of one of the cavernous passages. Miriam came forward, but not with the eagerness and tremulous joy of a fearful girl, just rescued from a labyrinth of gloomy mystery. She made no immediate response to their inquiries and tumultuous congratulations; and, as they afterwards remembered, there was something absorbed, thoughtful, and self-concentrated in her deportment. She looked pale, as well she might, and held her torch with a nervous grasp, the tremor of which was seen in the irregular twinkling of the flame. This last was the chief perceptible sign of any recent agitation or alarm. "Dearest, dearest Miriam," exclaimed Hilda, throwing her arms about her friend, "where have you been straying from us? Blessed be Providence, which has rescued you out of that miserable darkness!" ...

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  • Date de parution : 23/11/18
  • Éditeur : Books on Demand
  • EAN : 9783748184874
  • Format : ePub
  • Nombre de pages: 554

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