J. S. Le Fanu's Ghostly Tales, Volume 4 by Joseph Sheridan Le Fanu
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seeds of the first perturbations that had ever troubled the sources of
her peace. He had been with her, she thought, no more than a quarter of an hour; but he had contrived to leave her abundant topics on which to ruminate for days. I found her shocked and horrified at the doubts which this potent Magus had summoned from the pit--doubts which she knew not how to combat, and from the torment of which she could not escape. "He has made me very miserable with his deceitful questions. I never thought of them before; and, merciful Heaven! I cannot answer them! What am I to do? My serenity is gone; I shall never be happy again." In truth, she was so very miserable, and, as it seemed to me, so disproportionately excited, that, inconsistent in me as the task would have been, I would gladly have explained away her difficulties, and restored to her mind its wonted confidence and serenity, had I possessed sufficient knowledge for the purpose. I really pitied her, and heartily wished Mr. Smith, for the nonce, at the devil. I observed after this that my wife's spirits appeared permanently affected. There was a constantly-recurring anxiety, and I thought something was lying still more heavily at her heart than the uncertainties inspired by our lodger. One evening, as we two were sitting together, after a long silence, she suddenly laid her hand upon my arm, and said-- "Oh, Richard, my darling! would to God you could pray for me!" There was something so agitated, and even terrified, in her manner, that I was absolutely startled. I urged her to disclose whatever preyed |
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