Environed
arms
protection, all artifices
frustrated and all malice repelled
" Here succeeded
new pause
still observant of every gesture and look
The tranquil solemnity that had lately possessed his countenance gave way to
new expression
All now was trepidation and anxiety

"
gone," said he, in
faltering accent
"Why do I linger here ?
ask your forgiveness
that your terrors are invincible
Your pardon
extorted by fear, and not dictated by compassion
fly
forever
He that could plot against your honor must expect
and your friends persecution and death
doom myself to endless exile
"
Saying this, he hastily left the room
I listened while he descended the stairs, and, unbolting the outer door, went forth
follow him with my eyes,
moonlight
enabled me
Relieved by his absence, and exhausted
conflict
fears, I threw myself on
chair, and resigned myself
bewildering ideas which incidents like these
fail

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readily be introduced into my thoughts
The voice still rung in my ears
Every accent that was uttered by Carwin was fresh in my remembrance
His unwelcome approach, the recognition
person, his hasty departure, produced
complex impression on my mind which no words can delineate
I strove
slower motion to my thoughts, and to regulate
confusion which became painful; but my efforts were nugatory
I covered my eyes with my hand, and sat,
not how long, without power to arrange or utter my conceptions

I had remained for hours, as I believed, in absolute solitude
No thought of personal danger had molested my tranquillity
I had made no preparation for defense
it that suggested the design of perusing my father's manuscript ? If, instead
, I had retired to bed and to sleep, to what fate might I not
reserved
The ruffian,
almost have suppressed his breathings to screen himself from discovery,
noticed this signal, and
awakened only to perish with affright, and to abhor myself
Could
remained unconscious
danger ? Could
tranquilly slept
midst of so deadly
snare ?
And who was he that threatened to destroy me ? By what means could he hide himself
closet ? Surely
gifted with supernatural power
Such
enemy of whose attempts
forewarned
Daily I had seen him and conversed
Nothing
discerned
impenetrable veil
duplicity
When busied in conjectures
author
evil that was threatened, my mind
light for
moment upon his image
Yet has he not avowed himself my enemy ? Why should he be here if he
meditated evil ?
He confesses
his second attempt
the scene
former conspiracy ?
not he whose whispers betrayed him ? Am I deceived ? or was there not
faint resemblance
voice
man
which talked of grasping my throat and extinguishing my life in
moment ? Then he had
colleague
crime; now
alone
Then death
scope
thoughts; now an injury unspeakably more dreadful
How thankful should I be
power that has interposed to save me !
That power is invisible
subject
cognizance of one
senses
the means
inform me of what nature
? He has set himself to counter-work the machinations
man, who had menaced destruction to all
dear
, and whose coming had surmounted every human impediment
none to rescue me
grasp
My rashness even hastened the completion
scheme, and precluded him
benefits of deliberation
I had robbed him
power to repent and forbear
Had I been apprised
danger,
regarded my conduct
means of rendering my escape
impossible
Such, likewise, seem
the fears
invisible protector
Else why that startling entreaty to refrain from opening the closet ? By what inexplicable infatuation was I compelled
?
"Surely," said I, "
omnipotence
cause that changed the views of
man like Carwin
The divinity that shielded me
attempts will take suitable care
future safety
Thus to yield to my fears is to deserve
real
"
Scarcely had I uttered these words, when my attention was startled
sound of footsteps
They denoted some one stepping
piazza in front
house
My new-born confidence was extinguished in
moment
Carwin,
, had repented his departure, and was hastily returning
The possibility that his return was prompted by intentions consistent with my safety found no place in my mind
Images of violation and murder assailed me anew,
terrors which succeeded almost incapacitated me from taking any measures
defense
an impulse
scarcely conscious that made me fasten the lock and draw the bolts
chamber door
Having done this, I threw myself on
seat; for I trembled to
degree which disabled me from standing, and my soul was so perfectly absorbed
act of listening, that almost the vital motions were stopped

The door below creaked on its hinges
not again thrust to, but appeared to remain open
Footsteps entered, traversed the entry, and began to mount the stairs
How I detested the folly of not pursuing the man when he withdrew, and bolting after him the outer door ! Might he not conceive this omission
proof that my angel had deserted me, and be thereby fortified in guilt ?
Every step
stairs which brought him nearer to my chamber added vigor to my desperation
The evil
menaced was
at any rate eluded
How little did I preconceive the conduct which, in an exigence like this,
prone to adopt !
suppose that deliberation and despair
suggested the same course of action,
unhesitatingly resorted
best means of personal defense within my power

penknife lay open upon my table
I remembered
there, and seized it
For what purpose
scarcely inquire
immediately supposed that I meant it
last refuge,
, if all other means should fail,
plunge it
heart
ravisher

lost all faith
steadfastness of human resolves
thus that in periods of calm I had determined to act
No cowardice
held by me in greater abhorrence than that which prompted an injured female to destroy, not her injurer ere the injury was perpetrated, but herself when
without remedy
Yet now this penknife appeared
of no other use than to baffle my assailant and prevent the crime by destroying myself
To deliberate
was impossible; but,
tumultuous suggestions
moment,
recollect
once occurred
to use it as an instrument of direct defense

The steps had now reached the second floor
Every footfall accelerated the completion without augmenting the certainty of evil
The consciousness
door was fast, now that nothing but that was interposed between me and danger, was
source of some consolation
I cast my eye toward the window
This, likewise, was
new suggestion
door should give way,
my sudden resolution to throw myself
window
Its height
ground,
covered beneath by
brick pavement, would insure my destruction; but
not

When opposite to my door the footsteps ceased
Was he listening whether my fears were allayed and my caution were asleep ? Did he hope
me by surprise ? Yet,
, why did he allow
noisy signals to betray his approach ? Presently the steps were again heard to approach the door

hand was laid
lock,
latch pulled back
Did he imagine it possible that
fail to secure the door ?
slight effort
to push it open,
, all bolts being withdrawn,
slight effort only was required

I no sooner perceived this than I moved swiftly toward the window
Carwin's frame
said
all muscle
His strength and activity had appeared, in various instances,
prodigious

slight exertion
force would demolish the door
that exertion be made ? Too surely it would; but,
same moment
obstacle should yield and
enter the apartment, my determination was formed to leap
window
My senses were still bound
object
I gazed
door in momentary expectation
assault
made
The pause continued
The person without was irresolute and motionless

Suddenly it occurred
that Carwin might conceive me
fled
That I
betaken myself to flight was, indeed, the least probable of all conclusions
persuasion
been confirmed on finding the lower door unfastened
chamber door locked
not wise to foster this persuasion ? Should I maintain deep silence, this,
to other circumstances, might encourage the belief, and
once more depart
Every new reflection added plausibility
reasoning
presently more strongly enforced when I noticed footsteps withdrawing
door
The blood once more flowed back to my heart, and
dawn of exultation began to rise; but my joy was short-lived
Instead of descending the stairs, he passed
door
opposite chamber, opened it, and, having entered, shut it after him with
violence that shook the house

How was I to interpret this circumstance ? For what end could he have entered this chamber ? Did the violence
he closed the door testify the depth
vexation ? This room was usually occupied by Pleyel
Was Carwin aware
absence
night ? Could he be suspected of
design so sordid as pillage ?