The Mysteries of Udolpho

As Blanche drew nearer, the gothic features of this antient mansion

successively appeared--first an embattled turret, rising above the

trees--then the broken arch of an immense gate-way, retiring beyond

them; and she almost fancied herself approaching a castle, such as is

often celebrated in early story, where the knights look out from the

battlements on some champion below, who, clothed in black armour,

comes, with his companions, to rescue the fair lady of his love from

the oppression of his rival; a sort of legends, to which she had once

or twice obtained access in the library of her convent, that, like

many others, belonging to the monks, was stored with these reliques of

romantic fiction.

The carriages stopped at a gate, which led into the domain of the

chateau, but which was now fastened; and the great bell, that had

formerly served to announce the arrival of strangers, having long since

fallen from its station, a servant climbed over a ruined part of the

adjoining wall, to give notice to those within of the arrival of their

lord. As Blanche leaned from the coach window, she resigned herself to the

sweet and gentle emotions, which the hour and the scenery awakened. The

sun had now left the earth, and twilight began to darken the mountains;

while the distant waters, reflecting the blush that still glowed in

the west, appeared like a line of light, skirting the horizon. The low

murmur of waves, breaking on the shore, came in the breeze, and, now and

then, the melancholy dashing of oars was feebly heard from a distance.

She was suffered to indulge her pensive mood, for the thoughts of the

rest of the party were silently engaged upon the subjects of their

several interests. Meanwhile, the Countess, reflecting, with regret,

upon the gay parties she had left at Paris, surveyed, with disgust, what

she thought the gloomy woods and solitary wildness of the scene; and,

shrinking from the prospect of being shut up in an old castle, was

prepared to meet every object with displeasure. The feelings of Henri

were somewhat similar to those of the Countess; he gave a mournful sigh

to the delights of the capital, and to the remembrance of a lady,

who, he believed, had engaged his affections, and who had certainly

fascinated his imagination; but the surrounding country, and the mode

of life, on which he was entering, had, for him, at least, the charm of

novelty, and his regret was softened by the gay expectations of youth.

The gates being at length unbarred, the carriage moved slowly on, under

spreading chesnuts, that almost excluded the remains of day, following

what had been formerly a road, but which now, overgrown with luxuriant

vegetation, could be traced only by the boundary, formed by trees,

on either side, and which wound for near half a mile among the woods,

before it reached the chateau. This was the very avenue that St.

Aubert and Emily had formerly entered, on their first arrival in the

neighbourhood, with the hope of finding a house, that would receive

them, for the night, and had so abruptly quitted, on perceiving the

wildness of the place, and a figure, which the postillion had fancied

was a robber.