This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1823 Excerpt: ...you will not," 170 I was terrified with the horrour that his face expressed. I knew not what to say. I could not comprehend his purpose. But I said, as coolly, as I could. "No, Molten--I will not leave you I" He sprang from his chair;--he seized my hands;--he almost embraced me;--nay, I could swear that there were tears in Ids eyes.. But he shook in ev ery joint. "Very well--I have your promise 1." The most astonishing fixedness followed, as he said this;--his lips moved'--but his voice died away, in a hollow, inarticulate whisper;--and his eyes were fixed upon the terrace that passed the window, --with an intentness that made my blood run cold. Why was / affected in this manner? /saw nothing--heard nothing; but the atmosphere grew chilly, all at once, about me, --and my chair rattled against the table. He breathed aloud. The blood rushed over his face again: --he wiped off the clammy sweat, that adhered to his brow; arose, and walked to the terrace, --opened the door, and was gone for a few moments. When he came back, he was entirely composed; a faint smile, but a bitter one, was upon his lips, and his blue eyes' were unnaturally glazed. "Let us continue our discussion," saW he. "We shall not be interrupt?d again, to night." He looked at the watch--"No, the hour has passed--that was the third time." "Interrupted " said I, inaudibly--"how? Interrupted " "Hush--hush This is no proper place, for such questions. You are young. Beware, lest you bring it back;--would you have your lips dry--your throat scorched--yowr heart turned to cinders--, your." I obeyed--less, I am sure, with any apprehension of spiritual things, --than out of respect to the tremendous agitation that I saw in h...