The Mysteries of Paris, Volume 6 of 6. Эжен Сю
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Название: The Mysteries of Paris, Volume 6 of 6
Автор: Эжен Сю
Издательство: Public Domain
Жанр: Зарубежная классика
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"Still that infernal woman! But drive away these thoughts, – they will kill you."
"These thoughts are life to me, and, like my life, they resist all tortures."
"Madman that you are, it is these thoughts that cause your tortures! Your illness is your sensual frenzy, which has attained its utmost height. Once again, drive from your brain these thoughts or you will die."
"Drive away these thoughts!" cried Ferrand. "Oh, never, never! When my pains give me one moment's repose, Cecily, the demon whom I cherish and curse, rises before my eyes!"
"What incredible fury! It frightens me!"
"There, – now!" said the notary, with a harsh voice, and his eyes fixed on a dark corner of the room. "I see now the outline of an obscure and white form; there – there!" and he extended his hairy and bony finger in the direction of his sight. "There, – there she is!"
"Jacques, this is death to you!"
"Yes, I see her!" continued Ferrand, with his teeth clenched, and not replying to Polidori. "There she is! And how beautiful! How her black hair floats gracefully down her shoulders, and her small white teeth, shining between her half opened lips, – her lips so red and humid! What pearls! And how her black eyes sparkle and die! Cecily," he added, with inexpressible excitement, "I adore you!"
"Jacques, do not excite yourself with such visions!"
"It is not a vision."
"Mind, mind! Just now, you know, you imagined you heard this woman's love-songs, and your hearing was suddenly smitten with horrible agony. Mind, I say!"
"Leave me, – leave me! What is the use of hearing but to hear, of seeing but to see?"
"But the tortures which follow, miserable wretch!"
"I will brave them all for a deceit, as I have braved death for a reality; and to me this burning image is reality. Ah, Cecily, you are beautiful! Yet why torture me thus? Would you kill me? Ah, execrable fury, cease, – cease, or I will strangle thee!" cried the notary, in delirium.
"You kill yourself, unhappy man!" exclaimed Polidori, shaking the notary violently, in order to rouse him from his excitement. In vain; Jacques continued:
"Oh, beloved queen, demon of delight, never did I see – " The notary could not finish; he uttered a sudden cry of pain and threw himself back.
"What is it?" inquired Polidori, with astonishment.
"Put out that candle – it shines too brightly. I cannot endure it – it blinds me!"
"What!" said Polidori, more and more surprised. "There is but one lamp covered with its shade, and that shines very feebly."
"I tell you, the light increases here. Now, again – again! Oh, it is too much; it is intolerable!" added Jacques Ferrand, closing his eyes with an expression of increasing suffering.
"You are mad – the room is scarcely lighted. I tell you, open your eyes and you will see."
"Open my eyes! Why, I shall be blinded by torrents of burning light, with which this room is filled. Here! There! On all sides, there are rays of fire – millions of dazzling scintillations!" cried the notary, sitting up. And then again shrieking, he lifted both his hands to his eyes: "But I am blind; this burning fire is through my closed lids, – it burns – devours me! Ah, now my hands shield me a little! But put out the light, for it throws an infernal flame!"
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