Back The Mysteries of Udolpho Save as PDF
Contents ( 132)
  1. THE MYSTERIES OF UDOLPHO
  2. * * *
  3. ANN RADCLIFFE
  4. *
  5. Contents
  6. *
  7. *
  8. VOLUME 1
  9. *
  10. Chapter I
  11. *
  12. Chapter II
  13. *
  14. Chapter III
  15. *
  16. Chapter IV
  17. *
  18. Chapter V
  19. *
  20. Chapter VI
  21. *
  22. Chapter VII
  23. *
  24. Chapter VIII
  25. *
  26. Chapter IX
  27. *
  28. Chapter X
  29. *
  30. Chapter XI
  31. *
  32. Chapter XII
  33. *
  34. Chapter XIII
  35. *
  36. VOLUME 2
  37. *
  38. Chapter I
  39. *
  40. Chapter II
  41. *
  42. Chapter III
  43. *
  44. Chapter IV
  45. *
  46. Chapter V
  47. *
  48. Chapter VI
  49. *
  50. Chapter VII
  51. *
  52. Chapter VIII
  53. *
  54. Chapter IX
  55. *
  56. Chapter X
  57. *
  58. Chapter XI
  59. *
  60. Chapter XII
  61. *
  62. VOLUME 3
  63. *
  64. Chapter I
  65. *
  66. Chapter II
  67. *
  68. Chapter III
  69. *
  70. Chapter IV
  71. *
  72. Chapter V
  73. *
  74. Chapter VI
  75. *
  76. Chapter VII
  77. *
  78. Chapter VIII
  79. *
  80. Chapter IV
  81. *
  82. Chapter X
  83. *
  84. Chapter XI
  85. *
  86. Chapter XII
  87. *
  88. Chapter XIII
  89. *
  90. VOLUME 4
  91. *
  92. Chapter I
  93. *
  94. Chapter II
  95. *
  96. Chapter III
  97. *
  98. Chapter IV
  99. *
  100. Chapter V
  101. *
  102. Chapter VI
  103. *
  104. Chapter VII
  105. *
  106. Chapter VIII
  107. *
  108. Chapter IV
  109. *
  110. Chapter X
  111. *
  112. Chapter XI
  113. *
  114. Chapter XII
  115. *
  116. Chapter XIII
  117. *
  118. Chapter XIV
  119. *
  120. Chapter XV
  121. *
  122. Chapter XVI
  123. *
  124. Chapter XVII
  125. *
  126. Chapter XVIII
  127. *
  128. Chapter XIX
  129. *
  130. * * *
  131. Endnotes
  132. *

Soon after, she heard voices faintly from the halls, and the noise of horses' feet sunk away in the wind; silence ensued. Emily listened anxiously for Annette's step in the corridor, but a pause of total stillness continued, till again the castle seemed to be all tumult and confusion. She heard the echoes of many footsteps, passing to and fro in the halls and avenues below, and then busy tongues were loud on the rampart. Having hurried to her casement, she perceived Montoni, with some of his officers, leaning on the walls, and pointing from them; while several soldiers were employed at the further end of the rampart about some cannon; and she continued to observe them, careless of the passing time.

Annette at length appeared, but brought no intelligence of Valancourt, 'For, ma'amselle,' said she, 'all the people pretend to know nothing about any prisoners. But here is a fine piece of business! The rest of the party are just arrived, ma'am; they came scampering in, as if they would have broken their necks; one scarcely knew whether the man, or his horse would get within the gates first. And they have brought word—and such news! they have brought word, that a party of the enemy, as they call them, are coming towards the castle; so we shall have all the officers of justice, I suppose, besieging it! all those terrible-looking fellows one used to see at Venice.'

'Thank God!' exclaimed Emily, fervently, 'there is yet a hope left for me, then!'

'What mean you, ma'amselle? Do you wish to fall into the hands of those sad-looking men! Why I used to shudder as I passed them, and should have guessed what they were, if Ludovico had not told me.'

'We cannot be in worse hands than at present,' replied Emily, unguardedly; 'but what reason have you to suppose these are officers of justice?'

'Why OUR people, ma'am, are all in such a fright, and a fuss; and I don't know any thing but the fear of justice, that could make them so. I used to think nothing on earth could fluster them, unless, indeed, it was a ghost, or so; but now, some of them are for hiding down in the vaults under the castle; but you must not tell the Signor this, ma'amselle, and I overheard two of them talking—Holy Mother! what makes you look so sad, ma'amselle? You don't hear what I say!'

'Yes, I do, Annette; pray proceed.'

'Well, ma'amselle, all the castle is in such hurly-burly. Some of the men are loading the cannon, and some are examining the great gates, and the walls all round, and are hammering and patching up, just as if all those repairs had never been made, that were so long about. But what is to become of me and you, ma'amselle, and Ludovico? O! when I hear the sound of the cannon, I shall die with fright. If I could but catch the great gate open for one minute, I would be even with it for shutting me within these walls so long!—it should never see me again.'