The Mysteries of Udolpho

To call off her attention from subjects, that pressed heavily on her

spirits, she rose and again examined her room and its furniture. As

she walked round it, she passed a door, that was not quite shut, and,

perceiving, that it was not the one, through which she entered, she

brought the light forward to discover whither it led. She opened it,

and, going forward, had nearly fallen down a steep, narrow stair-case

that wound from it, between two stone walls. She wished to know to what

it led, and was the more anxious, since it communicated so immediately

with her apartment; but, in the present state of her spirits, she wanted

courage to venture into the darkness alone. Closing the door, therefore,

she endeavoured to fasten it, but, upon further examination, perceived,

that it had no bolts on the chamber side, though it had two on the

other. By placing a heavy chair against it, she in some measure remedied

the defect; yet she was still alarmed at the thought of sleeping in this

remote room alone, with a door opening she knew not whither, and which

could not be perfectly fastened on the inside. Sometimes she wished to

entreat of Madame Montoni, that Annette might have leave to remain with

her all night, but was deterred by an apprehension of betraying what

would be thought childish fears, and by an unwillingness to increase the

apt terrors of Annette.

Her gloomy reflections were, soon after, interrupted by a footstep in

the corridor, and she was glad to see Annette enter with some supper,

sent by Madame Montoni. Having a table near the fire, she made the good

girl sit down and sup with her; and, when their little repast was over,

Annette, encouraged by her kindness and stirring the wood into a blaze,

drew her chair upon the hearth, nearer to Emily, and said--'Did you ever

hear, ma'amselle, of the strange accident, that made the Signor lord of

this castle?' 'What wonderful story have you now to tell?' said Emily, concealing the

curiosity, occasioned by the mysterious hints she had formerly heard on

that subject. 'I have heard all about it, ma'amselle,' said Annette, looking round

the chamber and drawing closer to Emily; 'Benedetto told it me as we

travelled together: says he, "Annette, you don't know about this castle

here, that we are going to?" No, says I, Mr. Benedetto, pray what do you

know? But, ma'amselle, you can keep a secret, or I would not tell it

you for the world; for I promised never to tell, and they say, that the

Signor does not like to have it talked of.'