The Mysteries of Udolpho

'Retire!' said Barnardine, sternly; 'you are not wanted;' and, as Emily

said nothing, Annette obeyed. 'I CAN tell you,' repeated the porter,--'but I know not how--you was

afflicted before.'-'I am prepared for the worst, my friend,' said Emily, in a firm and

solemn voice. 'I can support any certainty better than this suspense.' 'Well, Signora, if that is the case, you shall hear.--You know, I

suppose, that the Signor and his lady used sometimes to disagree. It is

none of my concerns to enquire what it was about, but I believe you know

it was so.' 'Well,' said Emily, 'proceed.'

'The Signor, it seems, had lately been very wrath against her. I saw

all, and heard all,--a great deal more than people thought for; but it

was none of my business, so I said nothing. A few days ago, the Signor

sent for me. "Barnardine," says he, "you are--an honest man, I think I

can trust you." I assured his excellenza that he could. "Then," says he,

as near as I can remember, "I have an affair in hand, which I want you

to assist me in."--Then he told me what I was to do; but that I shall

say nothing about--it concerned only the Signora.' 'O Heavens!' exclaimed Emily--'what have you done?' Barnardine hesitated, and was silent.

'What fiend could tempt him, or you, to such an act!' cried Emily,

chilled with horror, and scarcely able to support her fainting spirits.

'It was a fiend,' said Barnardine in a gloomy tone of voice. They

were now both silent;--Emily had not courage to enquire further, and

Barnardine seemed to shrink from telling more. At length he said, 'It

is of no use to think of the past; the Signor was cruel enough, but he

would be obeyed. What signified my refusing? He would have found others,

who had no scruples.' 'You have murdered her, then!' said Emily, in a hollow and inward

voice--'I am talking with a murderer!' Barnardine stood silent; while

Emily turned from him, and attempted to leave the place.

'Stay, lady!' said he, 'You deserve to think so still--since you can

believe me capable of such a deed.' 'If you are innocent, tell me quickly,' said Emily, in faint accents,

'for I feel I shall not be able to hear you long.'

'I will tell you no more,' said he, and walked away. Emily had just

strength enough to bid him stay, and then to call Annette, on whose arm

she leaned, and they walked slowly up the rampart, till they heard steps

behind them. It was Barnardine again. 'Send away the girl,' said he, 'and I will tell you more.' 'She must not go,' said Emily; 'what you have to say, she may hear.'