Carmilla

"Wonderful indeed!" I repeated, overcoming with an effort the horror

that had for a time suspended my utterances. "Twelve years ago, in

vision or reality, I certainly saw you. I could not forget your face. It

has remained before my eyes ever since."

Her smile had softened. Whatever I had fancied strange in it, was gone,

and it and her dimpling cheeks were now delightfully pretty and

intelligent.

I felt reassured, and continued more in the vein which hospitality

indicated, to bid her welcome, and to tell her how much pleasure her

accidental arrival had given us all, and especially what a happiness it

was to me.

I took her hand as I spoke. I was a little shy, as lonely people are,

but the situation made me eloquent, and even bold. She pressed my hand,

she laid hers upon it, and her eyes glowed, as, looking hastily into

mine, she smiled again, and blushed.

She answered my welcome very prettily. I sat down beside her, still

wondering; and she said: "I must tell you my vision about you; it is so very strange that you and

I should have had, each of the other so vivid a dream, that each should

have seen, I you and you me, looking as we do now, when of course we

both were mere children. I was a child, about six years old, and I awoke

from a confused and troubled dream, and found myself in a room, unlike

my nursery, wainscoted clumsily in some dark wood, and with cupboards

and bedsteads, and chairs, and benches placed about it. The beds were,

I thought, all empty, and the room itself without anyone but myself in

it; and I, after looking about me for some time, and admiring especially

an iron candlestick with two branches, which I should certainly know

again, crept under one of the beds to reach the window; but as I got

from under the bed, I heard someone crying; and looking up, while I was

still upon my knees, I saw you--most assuredly you--as I see you now; a

beautiful young lady, with golden hair and large blue eyes, and

lips--your lips--you as you are here.

"Your looks won me; I climbed on the bed and put my arms about you, and

I think we both fell asleep. I was aroused by a scream; you were sitting

up screaming. I was frightened, and slipped down upon the ground, and,

it seemed to me, lost consciousness for a moment; and when I came to

myself, I was again in my nursery at home. Your face I have never

forgotten since. I could not be misled by mere resemblance. You are

the lady whom I saw then."

It was now my turn to relate my corresponding vision, which I did, to

the undisguised wonder of my new acquaintance.