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lightning.

       I swear, I saw it move!

      [OSORIO goes into the recess, then returns, and with

       great scorn.

      Osorio. A jutting clay-stone

       Drips on the long lank weed that grows beneath;

       And the weed nods and drips.

      Ferdinand (forcing a faint laugh). A joke to laugh at! 20

       It was not that which frighten’d me, my lord!

      Osorio. What frighten’d you?

      Ferdinand. You see that little cranny?

       But first permit me,

      [Lights his torch at OSORIO’S, and while lighting it.

      (A lighted torch in the hand

       Is no unpleasant object here — one’s breath

       Floats round the flame, and makes as many colours 25

       As the thin clouds that travel near the moon.)

       You see that cranny there?

      Osorio. Well, what of that?

      Ferdinand. I walk’d up to it, meaning to sit there.

       When I had reach’d it within twenty paces ——

      [FERDINAND starts as if he felt the terror over again.

      Merciful Heaven! Do go, my lord! and look. 30

      [OSORIO goes and returns.

      Osorio. It must have shot some pleasant feelings thro’ you?

      Ferdinand. If every atom of a dead man’s flesh

       Should move, each one with a particular life,

       Yet all as cold as ever—’twas just so!

       Or if it drizzled needle-points of frost 35

       Upon a feverish head made suddenly bald —

      Osorio (interrupting him). Why, Ferdinand! I blush for thy

       cowardice.

       It would have startled any man, I grant thee.

       But such a panic.

      Ferdinand. When a boy, my lord!

       I could have sat whole hours beside that chasm, 40

       Push’d in huge stones and heard them thump and rattle

       Against its horrid sides; and hung my head

       Low down, and listen’d till the heavy fragments

       Sunk, with faint crash, in that still groaning well,

       Which never thirsty pilgrim blest, which never 45

       A living thing came near; unless, perchance,

       Some blind-worm battens on the ropy mould,

       Close at its edge.

      Osorio. Art thou more coward now?

      Ferdinand. Call him that fears his fellow-men a coward.

       I fear not man. But this inhuman cavern 50

       It were too bad a prison-house for goblins.

       Besides (you’ll laugh, my lord!) but true it is,

       My last night’s sleep was very sorely haunted

       By what had pass’d between us in the morning.

       I saw you in a thousand hideous ways, 55

       And doz’d and started, doz’d again and started.

       I do entreat your lordship to believe me,

       In my last dream ——

      Osorio. Well?

      Ferdinand. I was in the act

       Of falling down that chasm, when Alhadra

       Waked me. She heard my heart beat!

      Osorio. Strange enough! 60

       Had you been here before?

      Ferdinand. Never, my lord!

       But my eyes do not see it now more clearly

       Than in my dream I saw that very chasm.

      [OSORIO stands in a deep study — then, after a pause.

      Osorio. There is no reason why it should be so.

       And yet it is.

      Ferdinand. What is, my lord?

      Osorio. Unpleasant 65

       To kill a man!

      Ferdinand. Except in self-defence.

      Osorio. Why that’s my case: and yet ‘tis still unpleasant.

       At least I find it so! But you, perhaps,

       Have stronger nerves?

      Ferdinand. Something doth trouble you.

       How can I serve you? By the life you gave me, 70

       By all that makes that life of value to me,

       My wife, my babes, my honour, I swear to you,

       Name it, and I will toil to do the thing,

       If it be innocent! But this, my lord!

       Is not a place where you could perpetrate, 75

       No, nor propose a wicked thing. The darkness

       (When ten yards off, we know, ‘tis chearful moonlight)

       Collects the guilt and crowds it round the heart.

       It must be innocent.

      Osorio. Thyself be judge.

      [OSORIO walks round the cavern — then looking round it.

      One of our family knew this place well. 80

      Ferdinand. Who? when? my lord.

      Osorio. What boots it who or when?

       Hang up the torch. I’ll tell his tale to thee.

      [They hang [up]

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