\"Thepoorandvirtuouspeople，\"murmuredRobespierre。
\"Andeven，\"continuedPayan，\"ifourdesignattheFetefailus，wemustnotshrinkfromtheresourcesstillatourcommand。
Reflect!Henriot，thegeneraloftheParisianarmy，furnishesyouwithtroopstoarrest；theJacobinClubwithapublictoapprove；inexorableDumaswithjudgeswhoneveracquit。Wemustbebold!\"
\"AndweAREbold，\"exclaimedRobespierre，withsuddenpassion，andstrikinghishandonthetableasherose，withhiscresterect，asaserpentintheacttostrike。\"Inseeingthemultitudeofvicesthattherevolutionarytorrentmingleswithcivicvirtues，Itrembletobesulliedintheeyesofposteritybytheimpureneighbourhoodoftheseperversemenwhothrustthemselvesamongthesinceredefendersofhumanity。What!——theythinktodividethecountrylikeabooty!Ithankthemfortheirhatredtoallthatisvirtuousandworthy!Thesemen，\"——andhegraspedthelistofPayaninhishand，——\"these!——notWE——havedrawnthelineofdemarcationbetweenthemselvesandtheloversofFrance!\"
\"True，wemustreignalone!\"mutteredPayan；\"inotherwords，thestateneedsunityofwill；\"working，withhisstrongpracticalmind，thecorollaryfromthelogicofhisword-compellingcolleague。
\"IwillgototheConvention，\"continuedRobespierre。\"Ihaveabsentedmyselftoolong，——lestImightseemtooverawetheRepublicthatIhavecreated。Awaywithsuchscruples!Iwillpreparethepeople!Iwillblastthetraitorswithalook!\"
Hespokewiththeterriblefirmnessoftheoratorthathadneverfailed，——ofthemoralwillthatmarchedlikeawarrioronthecannon。Atthatinstanthewasinterrupted；aletterwasbroughttohim:heopenedit，——hisfacefell，heshookfromlimbtolimb；itwasoneoftheanonymouswarningsbywhichthehateandrevengeofthoseyetleftalivetothreatentorturedthedeath-
giver。
\"Thouartsmeared，\"ranthelines，\"withthebestbloodofFrance。Readthysentence!Iawaitthehourwhenthepeopleshallknelltheetothedoomsman。Ifmyhopedeceiveme，ifdeferredtoolong，——hearken，read!Thishand，whichthineeyesshallsearchinvaintodiscover，shallpiercethyheart。Iseetheeeveryday，——Iamwiththeeeveryday。Ateachhourmyarmrisesagainstthybreast。Wretch!liveyetawhile，thoughbutforfewandmiserabledays——livetothinkofme；sleeptodreamofme!Thyterrorandthythoughtofmearetheheraldsofthydoom。Adieu!thisdayitselfIgoforthtoriotonthyfears!\"
See\"PapiersineditstrouveschezRobespierre，\"etc。，volumeii。
page155。No。lx。
\"Yourlistsarenotfullenough!\"saidthetyrant，withahollowvoice，asthepaperdroppedfromhistremblinghand。\"Givethemtome!——givethemtome!Thinkagain，thinkagain!Barrereisright——right!\'Frappons!iln\'yaquelesmortsquinerevientpas!\'\"
CHAPTER7。II。
Lahaine，dansceslieux，n\'aqu\'unglaiveassassin。
Ellemarchedansl\'ombre。
LaHarpe，\"JeannedeNaples，\"Activ。sc。1。
Hate，intheseregions，hasbuttheswordoftheassassin。Shemovesintheshade。
WhilesuchthedesignsandfearsofMaximilienRobespierre，commondanger，commonhatred，whateverwasyetleftofmercyorofvirtueintheagentsoftheRevolution，servedtounitestrangeoppositesinhostilitytotheuniversaldeath-dealer。
Therewas，indeed，anactualconspiracyatworkagainsthimamongmenlittlelessbespatteredthanhimselfwithinnocentblood。
Butthatconspiracywouldhavebeenidleofitself，despitetheabilitiesofTallienandBarrastheonlymenwhomitcomprised，worthy，byforesightandenergy，thenamesof\"leaders\"。ThesureanddestroyingelementsthatgatheredroundthetyrantwereTimeandNature；theone，whichhenolongersuited；theother，whichhehadoutragedandstirredupinthehumanbreast。ThemostatrociouspartyoftheRevolution，thefollowersofHebert，gonetohislastaccount，thebutcher-atheists，who，indesecratingheavenandearth，stillarrogatedinviolablesanctitytothemselves，wereequallyenragedattheexecutionoftheirfilthychief，andtheproclamationofaSupremeBeing。Thepopulace，brutalasithadbeen，startedasfromadreamofblood，whentheirhugeidol，Danton，nolongerfilledthestageofterror，renderingcrimepopularbythatcombinationofcarelessfranknessandeloquentenergywhichendearstheirheroestotheherd。TheglaiveoftheguillotinehadturnedagainstTHEMSELVES。Theyhadyelledandshouted，andsunganddanced，whenthevenerableage，orthegallantyouth，ofaristocracyorletters，passedbytheirstreetsinthedismaltumbrils；buttheyshutuptheirshops，andmurmuredtoeachother，whentheirownorderwasinvaded，andtailorsandcobblers，andjourneymenandlabourers，werehuddledofftotheembracesofthe\"HolyMotherGuillotine，\"withaslittleceremonyasiftheyhadbeentheMontmorenciesortheLaTremouilles，theMalesherbesortheLavoisiers。\"Atthistime，\"saidCouthon，justly，\"LesombresdeDanton，d\'Hebert，deChaumette，sepromenentparminous!\"TheshadesofDanton，Hebert，andChaumettewalkamongstus。
Amongthosewhohadsharedthedoctrines，andwhonowdreadedthefateoftheatheistHebert，wasthepainter，JeanNicot。
Mortifiedandenragedtofindthat，bythedeathofhispatron，hiscareerwasclosed；andthat，inthezenithoftheRevolutionforwhichhehadlaboured，hewaslurkingincavesandcellars，morepoor，moreobscure，moredespicablethanhehadbeenatthecommencement，——notdaringtoexerciseevenhisart，andfearfuleveryhourthathisnamewouldswellthelistsofthecondemned，——hewasnaturallyoneofthebitterestenemiesofRobespierreandhisgovernment。HeheldsecretmeetingswithCollotd\'Herbois，whowasanimatedbythesamespirit；andwiththecreepingandfurtivecraftthatcharacterisedhisabilities，hecontrived，undetected，todisseminatetractsandinvectivesagainsttheDictator，andtoprepare，amidst\"thepoorandvirtuouspeople，\"thetrainforthegrandexplosion。Butstillsofirmtotheeyes，evenofprofounderpoliticiansthanJeanNicot，appearedthesullenpoweroftheincorruptibleMaximilien；
sotimorouswasthemovementagainsthim，——thatNicot，incommonwithmanyothers，placedhishopesratherinthedaggeroftheassassinthantherevoltofthemultitude。ButNicot，thoughnotactuallyacoward，shrunkhimselffrombravingthefateofthemartyr；hehadsenseenoughtoseethat，thoughallpartiesmightrejoiceintheassassination，allpartieswouldprobablyconcurinbeheadingtheassassin。HehadnotthevirtuetobecomeaBrutus。Hisobjectwastoinspireaproxy-Brutus；andinthecentreofthatinflammablepopulationthiswasnoimprobablehope。
Amongstthoseloudestandsternestagainstthereignofblood；
amongstthosemostdisenchantedoftheRevolution；amongstthosemostappalledbyitsexcesses，——was，asmightbeexpected，theEnglishman，ClarenceGlyndon。Thewitandaccomplishments，theuncertainvirtuesthathadlightedwithfitfulgleamsthemindofCamilleDesmoulins，hadfascinatedGlyndonmorethanthequalitiesofanyotheragentintheRevolution。AndwhenforCamilleDesmoulinshadaheart，whichseemeddeadordormantinmostofhiscontemporariesthatvividchildofgeniusandoferror，shockedatthemassacreoftheGirondins，andrepentantofhisowneffortsagainstthem，begantorousetheserpentmaliceofRobespierrebynewdoctrinesofmercyandtoleration，Glyndonespousedhisviewswithhiswholestrengthandsoul。CamilleDesmoulinsperished，andGlyndon，hopelessatonceofhisownlifeandthecauseofhumanity，fromthattimesoughtonlytheoccasionofflightfromthedevouringGolgotha。Hehadtwolivestoheedbesideshisown；forthemhetrembled，andforthemheschemedandplottedthemeansofescape。ThoughGlyndonhatedtheprinciples，thepartyNoneweremoreopposedtotheHebertiststhanCamilleDesmoulinsandhisfriends。Itiscuriousandamusingtoseetheseleadersofthemob，callingthemob\"thepeople\"oneday，andthe\"canaille\"thenext，accordingasitsuitsthem。\"Iknow，\"saysCamille，\"thattheytheHebertistshaveallthecanaillewiththem。\"——Ilsonttoutelacanaillepoureux。，andthevicesofNicot，heyetextendedtothepainter\'spenurythemeansofsubsistence；andJeanNicot，inreturn，designedtoexaltGlyndontothatveryimmortalityofaBrutusfromwhichhemodestlyrecoiledhimself。Hefoundedhisdesignsonthephysicalcourage，onthewildandunsettledfanciesoftheEnglishartist，andonthevehementhateandindignantloathingwithwhichheopenlyregardedthegovernmentofMaximilien。
Atthesamehour，onthesamedayinJuly，inwhichRobespierreconferredaswehaveseenwithhisallies，twopersonswereseatedinasmallroominoneofthestreetsleadingoutoftheRueSt。Honore；theone，aman，appearedlisteningimpatiently，andwithasullenbrow，tohiscompanion，awomanofsingularbeauty，butwithaboldandrecklessexpression，andherfaceasshespokewasanimatedbythepassionsofahalf-savageandvehementnature。
\"Englishman，\"saidthewoman，\"beware!——youknowthat，whetherinflightorattheplaceofdeath，Iwouldbravealltobebyyourside，——youknowTHAT!Speak!\"
\"Well，Fillide；didIeverdoubtyourfidelity？\"
\"Doubtityoucannot，——betrayityoumay。Youtellmethatinflightyoumusthaveacompanionbesidesmyself，andthatcompanionisafemale。Itshallnotbe!\"
\"Shallnot!\"
\"Itshallnot!\"repeatedFillide，firmly，andfoldingherarmsacrossherbreast。BeforeGlyndoncouldreply，aslightknockatthedoorwasheard，andNicotopenedthelatchandentered。
Fillidesankintoherchair，and，leaningherfaceonherhands，appearedunheedingoftheintruderandtheconversationthatensued。
\"Icannotbidtheegood-day，Glyndon，\"saidNicot，asinhissans-culottefashionhestrodetowardstheartist，hisraggedhatonhishead，hishandsinhispockets，andthebeardofaweek\'sgrowthuponhischin，——\"Icannotbidtheegood-day；forwhilethetyrantlives，eviliseverysunthatshedsitsbeamsonFrance。\"
\"Itistrue；whatthen？Wehavesownthewind，wemustreapthewhirlwind。\"
\"Andyet，\"saidNicot，apparentlynotheedingthereply，andasifmusinglytohimself，\"itisstrangetothinkthatthebutcherisasmortalasthebutchered；thathislifehangsonasslightathread；thatbetweenthecuticleandtheheartthereisasshortapassage，——that，inshort，oneblowcanfreeFranceandredeemmankind!\"
Glyndonsurveyedthespeakerwithacarelessandhaughtyscorn，andmadenoanswer。
\"And，\"proceededNicot，\"Ihavesometimeslookedroundforthemanbornforthisdestiny，andwheneverIhavedoneso，mystepshaveledmehither!\"
\"ShouldtheynotratherhaveledtheetothesideofMaximilienRobespierre？\"saidGlyndon，withasneer。
\"No，\"returnedNicot，coldly，——\"no；forIama\'suspect:\'I
couldnotmixwithhistrain；Icouldnotapproachwithinahundredyardsofhisperson，butIshouldbeseized；YOU，asyet，aresafe。Hearme!\"——andhisvoicebecameearnestandexpressive，——\"hearme!Thereseemsdangerinthisaction；thereisnone。IhavebeenwithCollotd\'HerboisandBilaud-Varennes；
theywillholdhimharmlesswhostrikestheblow；thepopulacewouldruntothysupport；theConventionwouldhailtheeastheirdeliverer，the——\"
\"Hold，man!Howdarestthoucouplemynamewiththeactofanassassin？Letthetocsinsoundfromyondertower，toawarbetweenHumanityandtheTyrant，andIwillnotbethelastinthefield；butlibertyneveryetacknowledgedadefenderinafelon。\"
TherewassomethingsobraveandnobleinGlyndon\'svoice，mien，andmanner，ashethusspoke，thatNicotatoncewassilenced；atoncehesawthathehadmisjudgedtheman。
\"No，\"saidFillide，liftingherfacefromherhands，——\"no!yourfriendhasawiserschemeinpreparation；hewouldleaveyouwolvestomangleeachother。Heisright；but——\"
\"Flight!\"exclaimedNicot；\"isitpossible？Flight；how？——when？——
bywhatmeans？AllFrancebegirtwithspiesandguards!
Flight!wouldtoHeavenitwereinourpower!\"
\"Dostthou，too，desiretoescapetheblessedRevolution？\"
\"Desire!Oh!\"criedNicot，suddenly，and，fallingdown，heclaspedGlyndon\'sknees，——\"oh，savemewiththyself!Mylifeisatorture；everymomenttheguillotinefrownsbeforeme。Iknowthatmyhoursarenumbered；Iknowthatthetyrantwaitsbuthistimetowritemynameinhisinexorablelist；IknowthatReneDumas，thejudgewhoneverpardons，has，fromthefirst，resolveduponmydeath。Oh，Glyndon，byouroldfriendship，byourcommonart，bythyloyalEnglishfaithandgoodEnglishheart，letmesharethyflight!\"
\"Ifthouwilt，sobeit。\"
\"Thanks!——mywholelifeshallthankthee。Buthowhastthoupreparedthemeans，thepassports，thedisguise，the——\"
\"Iwilltellthee。ThouknowestC——，oftheConvention，——hehaspower，andheiscovetous。\'Qu\'onmemeprise，pourvuquejedine\'Letthemdespiseme，providedthatIdine。，saidhe，whenreproachedforhisavarice。\"
\"Well？\"
\"Bythehelpofthissturdyrepublican，whohasfriendsenoughintheComite，Ihaveobtainedthemeansnecessaryforflight；I
havepurchasedthem。ForaconsiderationIcanprocurethypassportalso。\"
\"Thyriches，then，arenotinassignats？\"
\"No；Ihavegoldenoughforusall。\"
AndhereGlyndon，beckoningNicotintothenextroom，firstbrieflyandrapidlydetailedtohimtheplanproposed，andthedisguisestobeassumedconformablytothepassports，andthenadded，\"InreturnfortheserviceIrenderthee，grantmeonefavour，whichIthinkisinthypower。ThourememberestViolaPisani？\"
\"Ah，——remember，yes!——andtheloverwithwhomshefled。\"
\"AndFROMwhomsheisafugitivenow。\"
\"Indeed——what!——Iunderstand。Sacrebleu!butyouarealuckyfellow，cherconfrere。\"
\"Silence，man!withthyeternalprateofbrotherhoodandvirtue，thouseemestnevertobelieveinonekindlyaction，oronevirtuousthought!\"
Nicotbithislip，andrepliedsullenly，\"Experienceisagreatundeceiver。Humph!WhatservicecanIdotheewithregardtotheItalian？\"
\"Ihavebeenaccessorytoherarrivalinthiscityofsnaresandpitfalls。Icannotleaveheraloneamidstdangersfromwhichneitherinnocencenorobscurityisasafeguard。InyourblessedRepublic，agoodandunsuspectedcitizen，whocastsadesireonanywoman，maidorwife，hasbuttosay，\'Bemine，orIdenounceyou!\'Inaword，Violamustshareourflight。\"
\"Whatsoeasy？Iseeyourpassportsprovideforher。\"
\"Whatsoeasy？Whatsodifficult？ThisFillide——wouldthatI
hadneverseenher!——wouldthatIhadneverenslavedmysoultomysenses!Theloveofanuneducated，violent，unprincipledwoman，openswithaheaven，tomergeinahell!SheisjealousasalltheFuries；shewillnothearofafemalecompanion；andwhenoncesheseesthebeautyofViola!——Itrembletothinkofit。Sheiscapableofanyexcessinthestormofherpassions。\"
\"Aha，Iknowwhatsuchwomenare!Mywife，BeatriceSacchini，whomItookfromNaples，whenIfailedwiththisveryViola，divorcedmewhenmymoneyfailed，and，asthemistressofajudge，passesmeinhercarriagewhileIcrawlthroughthestreets。Plagueonher!——butpatience，patience!suchisthelotofvirtue。WouldIwereRobespierreforaday!\"
\"Ceasethesetirades!\"exclaimedGlyndon，impatiently；\"andtothepoint。Whatwouldyouadvise？\"
\"LeaveyourFillidebehind。\"
\"Leavehertoherownignorance；leaveherunprotectedevenbythemind；leaveherintheSaturnaliaofRapeandMurder？No!I
havesinnedagainstheronce。Butcomewhatmay，Iwillnotsobaselydesertonewho，withallhererrors，trustedherfatetomylove。\"
\"YoudesertedheratMarseilles。\"
\"True；butIleftherinsafety，andIdidnotthenbelieveherlovetobesodeepandfaithful。Ilefthergold，andIimaginedshewouldbeeasilyconsoled；butsinceTHENWEHAVEKNOWNDANGER
TOGETHER!Andnowtoleaveheralonetothatdangerwhichshewouldneverhaveincurredbutfordevotiontome!——no，thatisimpossible。Aprojectoccurstome。Canstthounotsaythatthouhastasister，arelative，orabenefactress，whomthouwouldstsave？Canwenot——tillwehaveleftFrance——makeFillidebelievethatViolaisoneinwhomTHOUonlyartinterested；andwhom，forthysakeonly，Ipermittoshareinourescape？\"
\"Ha，wellthoughtof!——certainly!\"
\"IwillthenappeartoyieldtoFillide\'swishes，andresigntheproject，whichshesoresents，ofsavingtheinnocentobjectofherfranticjealousy。You，meanwhile，shallyourselfentreatFillidetointercedewithmetoextendthemeansofescapeto——\"
\"ToaladysheknowsIhavenosisterwhohasaidedmeinmydistress。Yes，Iwillmanageall，neverfear。Onewordmore，——
whathasbecomeofthatZanoni？\"
\"Talknotofhim，——Iknownot。\"
\"Doeshelovethisgirlstill？\"
\"Itwouldseemso。Sheishiswife，themotherofhisinfant，whoiswithher。\"
\"Wife!——mother!Helovesher。Aha!Andwhy——\"
\"Noquestionsnow。IwillgoandprepareViolafortheflight；
you，meanwhile，returntoFillide。\"
\"ButtheaddressoftheNeapolitan？ItisnecessaryIshouldknow，lestFillideinquire。\"
\"RueM——T——，No。27。Adieu。\"
Glyndonseizedhishatandhastenedfromthehouse。
Nicot，leftalone，seemedforafewmomentsburiedinthought。
\"Oho，\"hemutteredtohimself，\"canInotturnallthistomyaccount？CanInotavengemyselfonthee，Zanoni，asIhavesooftensworn，——throughthywifeandchild？CanInotpossessmyselfofthygold，thypassports，andthyFillide，hotEnglishman，whowouldsthumblemewiththyloathedbenefits，andwhohastchuckedmethinealmsastoabeggar？AndFillide，I
loveher:andthygold，IloveTHATmore!Puppets，Imoveyourstrings!\"
HepassedslowlyintothechamberwhereFillideyetsat，withgloomythoughtonherbrowandtearsstandinginherdarkeyes。
Shelookedupeagerlyasthedooropened，andturnedfromtheruggedfaceofNicotwithanimpatientmovementofdisappointment。
\"Glyndon，\"saidthepainter，drawingachairtoFillide\'s，\"hasleftmetoenlivenyoursolitude，fairItalian。HeisnotjealousoftheuglyNicot!——ha，ha!——yetNicotlovedtheewellonce，whenhisfortunesweremorefair。Butenoughofsuchpastfollies。\"
\"Yourfriend，then，hasleftthehouse。Whither？Ah，youlookaway；youfalter，——youcannotmeetmyeyes!Speak!Iimplore，I
commandthee，speak!\"
\"Enfant!Andwhatdostthoufear？\"
\"FEAR!——yes，alas，Ifear!\"saidtheItalian；andherwholeframeseemedtoshrinkintoitselfasshefelloncemorebackintoherseat。
Then，afterapause，shetossedthelonghairfromhereyes，and，startingupabruptly，pacedtheroomwithdisorderedstrides。AtlengthshestoppedoppositetoNicot，laidherhandonhisarm，drewhimtowardsanescritoire，whichsheunlocked，and，openingawell，pointedtothegoldthatlaywithin，andsaid，\"Thouartpoor，——thoulovestmoney；takewhatthouwilt，butundeceiveme。
Whoisthiswomanwhomthyfriendvisits，——anddoesheloveher？\"
Nicot\'seyessparkled，andhishandsopenedandclenched，andclenchedandopened，ashegazeduponthecoins。Butreluctantlyresistingtheimpulse，hesaid，withanaffectedbitterness，\"Thinkestthoutobribeme？——ifso，itcannotbewithgold。Butwhatifhedoeslovearival；whatifhebetraysthee；whatif，weariedbythyjealousies，hedesignsinhisflighttoleavetheebehind，——wouldsuchknowledgemaketheehappier？\"
\"Yes!\"exclaimedtheItalian，fiercely；\"yes，foritwouldbehappinesstohateandtobeavenged!Oh，thouknowestnothowsweetishatredtothosewhohavereallyloved!\"
\"Butwiltthouswear，ifIrevealtotheethesecret，thatthouwiltnotbetrayme，——thatthouwiltnotfall，aswomendo，intoweaktearsandfondreproaches，whenthybetrayerreturns？\"
\"Tears，reproaches!Revengehidesitselfinsmiles!\"
\"Thouartabravecreature!\"saidNicot，almostadmiringly。\"Oneconditionmore:thyloverdesignstoflywithhisnewlove，toleavetheetothyfate；ifIprovethistothee，andifIgivetheerevengeagainstthyrival，wiltthouflywithme？Ilovethee!——Iwillwedthee!\"
Fillide\'seyesflashedfire；shelookedathimwithunutterabledisdain，andwassilent。
Nicotfelthehadgonetoofar；andwiththatknowledgeoftheevilpartofournaturewhichhisownheartandassociationwithcrimehadtaughthim，heresolvedtotrusttheresttothepassionsoftheItalian，whenraisedtotheheighttowhichhewaspreparedtoleadthem。
\"Pardonme，\"hesaid；\"mylovemademetoopresumptuous；andyetitisonlythatlove，——mysympathyforthee，beautifulandbetrayed，thatcaninducemetowrong，withmyrevelations，onewhomIhaveregardedasabrother。IcandependuponthineoathtoconcealallfromGlyndon？\"
\"Onmyoathandmywrongsandmymountainblood!\"
\"Enough!getthyhatandmantle，andfollowme。\"
AsFillidelefttheroom，Nicot\'seyesagainrestedonthegold；
itwasmuch，——muchmorethanhehaddaredtohopefor；andashepeeredintothewellandopenedthedrawers，heperceivedapacketoflettersinthewell-knownhandofCamilleDesmoulins。
Heseized——heopenedthepacket；hislooksbrightenedasheglancedoverafewsentences。\"ThiswouldgivefiftyGlyndonstotheguillotine!\"hemuttered，andthrustthepacketintohisbosom。
Oartist!——Ohauntedone!——Oerringgenius!——beholdthetwoworstfoes，——theFalseIdealthatknowsnoGod，andtheFalseLovethatburnsfromthecorruptionofthesenses，andtakesnolustrefromthesoul!
CHAPTER7。III。
LiebesonntdasReichderNacht。
\"DerTriumphderLiebe。\"
LoveillumestherealmofNight。
LetterfromZanonitoMejnour。
Paris。
Dostthourememberintheoldtime，whentheBeautifulyetdweltinGreece，howwetwo，inthevastAthenianTheatre，witnessedthebirthofWordsasundyingasourselves？Dostthourememberthethrillofterrorthatranthroughthatmightyaudience，whenthewildCassandraburstfromherawfulsilencetoshriektoherrelentlessgod!Howghastly，attheentranceoftheHouseofAtreus，abouttobecomehertomb，rangoutherexclamationsofforebodingwoe:\"Dwellingabhorredofheaven!——humanshamble-
houseandfloorblood-bespattered!\"Aesch。\"Agam。\"1098。Dostthourememberhow，amidstthebreathlessaweofthoseassembledthousands，Idrewclosetothee，andwhispered，\"Verily，noprophetlikethepoet!Thissceneoffabledhorrorcomestomeasadream，shadowingforthsomelikenessinmyownremoterfuture!\"AsIenterthisslaughter-housethatscenereturnstome，andIhearkentothevoiceofCassandraringinginmyears。
Asolemnandwarningdreadgathersroundme，asifItoowerecometofindagrave，and\"theNetofHades\"hadalreadyentangledmeinitsweb!Whatdarktreasure-housesofvicissitudeandwoeareourmemoriesbecome!Whatourlives，butthechroniclesofunrelentingdeath!ItseemstomeasyesterdaywhenIstoodinthestreetsofthiscityoftheGaul，astheyshonewithplumedchivalry，andtheairrustledwithsilkenbraveries。YoungLouis，themonarchandthelover，wasvictoroftheTournamentattheCarousel；andallFrancefeltherselfsplendidinthesplendourofhergorgeouschief!Nowthereisneitherthronenoraltar；andwhatisintheirstead？Iseeityonder——theGUILLOTINE!Itisdismaltostandamidsttheruinsofmoulderingcities，tostartletheserpentandthelizardamidstthewrecksofPersepolisandThebes；butmoredismalstilltostandasI——thestrangerfromEmpiresthathaveceasedtobe——
standnowamidsttheyetghastlierruinsofLawandOrder，theshatteringofmankindthemselves!Yethere，evenhere，Love，theBeautifier，thathathledmysteps，canwalkwithunshrinkinghopethroughthewildernessofDeath。Strangeisthepassionthatmakesaworldinitself，thatindividualisestheOneamidsttheMultitude；that，throughallthechangesofmysolemnlife，yetsurvives，thoughambitionandhateandangeraredead；theonesolitaryangel，hoveringoverauniverseoftombsonitstwotremulousandhumanwings，——HopeandFear!
Howisit，Mejnour，that，asmydivinerartabandonedme，——as，inmysearchforViola，Iwasaidedbutbytheordinaryinstinctsofthemerestmortal，——howisitthatIhaveneverdesponded，thatI
havefeltineverydifficultytheprevailingpresciencethatweshouldmeetatlast？Socruellywaseveryvestigeofherflightconcealedfromme，——sosuddenly，sosecretlyhadshefled，thatallthespies，alltheauthoritiesofVenice，couldgivemenoclew。AllItalyIsearchedinvain!HeryounghomeatNaples!——
howstill，initshumblechambers，thereseemedtolingerthefragranceofherpresence!Allthesublimestsecretsofourlorefailedme，——failedtobringhersoulvisibletomine；yetmorningandnight，thouloneandchildlessone，morningandnight，detachedfrommyself，Icancommunewithmychild!Thereinthatmostblessed，typical，andmysteriousofallrelations，NatureherselfappearstosupplywhatSciencewouldrefuse。Spacecannotseparatethefather\'swatchfulsoulfromthecradleofhisfirst-born!Iknownotofitsresting-placeandhome，——myvisionspicturenottheland，——onlythesmallandtenderlifetowhichallspaceisasyettheheritage!Fortotheinfant，beforereasondawns，——beforeman\'sbadpassionscandimtheessencethatittakesfromtheelementithathleft，thereisnopeculiarcountry，nonativecity，andnomortallanguage。Itssoulasyetisthedenizenofallairsandofeveryworld；andinspaceitssoulmeetswithmine，——thechildcommuneswiththefather!Cruelandforsakingone，——thouforwhomIleftthewisdomofthespheres；thouwhosefataldowerhasbeentheweaknessandterrorsofhumanity，——couldstthouthinkthatyoungsoullesssafeonearthbecauseIwouldleaditevermoreuptoheaven!DidstthouthinkthatIcouldhavewrongedmineown？
DidstthounotknowthatinitsserenesteyesthelifethatI
gaveitspoketowarn，toupbraidthemotherwhowouldbindittothedarknessandpangsoftheprison-houseofclay？DidstthounotfeelthatitwasIwho，permittedbytheHeavens，shieldeditfromsufferinganddisease？Andinitswondrousbeauty，I
blessedtheholymediumthroughwhich，atlast，myspiritmightconferwiththine!
AndhowhaveItrackedthemhither？IlearnedthatthypupilhadbeenatVenice。IcouldnottracetheyoungandgentleneophyteofParthenopeinthedescriptionofthehaggardandsavagevisitorwhohadcometoViolabeforeshefled；butwhenIwouldhavesummonedhisIDEAbeforeme，itrefusedtoobey；andIknewthenthathisfatehadbecomeentwinedwithViola\'s。Ihavetrackedhim，then，tothisLazarHouse。Iarrivedbutyesterday；
Ihavenotyetdiscoveredhim……
Ihavejustreturnedfromtheircourtsofjustice，——denswheretigersarraigntheirprey。IfindnotwhomIwouldseek。Theyaresavedasyet；butIrecogniseinthecrimesofmortalsthedarkwisdomoftheEverlasting。Mejnour，Iseehere，forthefirsttime，howmajesticandbeauteousathingisdeath!Ofwhatsublimevirtueswerobbedourselves，when，inthethirstforvirtue，weattainedtheartbywhichwecanrefusetodie!Wheninsomehappyclime，wheretobreatheistoenjoy，thecharnel-
houseswallowsuptheyoungandfair；wheninthenoblepursuitofknowledge，Deathcomestothestudent，andshutsouttheenchantedlandwhichwasopeningtohisgaze，——hownaturalforustodesiretolive；hownaturaltomakeperpetuallifethefirstobjectofresearch!Buthere，frommytoweroftime，lookingoverthedarksomepast，andintothestarryfuture，Ilearnhowgreatheartsfeelwhatsweetnessandglorythereistodieforthethingstheylove!Isawafathersacrificinghimselfforhisson；hewassubjectedtochargeswhichawordofhiscoulddispel，——hewasmistakenforhisboy。Withwhatjoyheseizedtheerror，confessedthenoblecrimesofvalourandfidelitywhichthesonhadindeedcommitted，andwenttothedoom，exultingthathisdeathsavedthelifehehadgiven，notinvain!
Isawwomen，young，delicate，inthebloomoftheirbeauty；theyhadvowedthemselvestothecloister。Handssmearedwiththebloodofsaintsopenedthegatethathadshutthemfromtheworld，andbadethemgoforth，forgettheirvows，forsweartheDivineonethesedemonswoulddepose，findloversandhelpmates，andbefree。Andsomeoftheseyoungheartshadloved，andeven，thoughinstruggles，lovedyet。Didtheyforswearthevow？Didtheyabandonthefaith？Didevenloveallurethem？Mejnour，withonevoice，theypreferredtodie。Andwhencecomesthiscourage？——becausesuchHEARTSLIVEINSOMEMOREABSTRACTAND
HOLIERLIFETHANTHEIROWN。BUTTOLIVEFOREVERUPONTHISEARTH
ISTOLIVEINNOTHINGDIVINERTHANOURSELVES。Yes，evenamidstthisgorybutcherdom，God，theEver-living，vindicatestomanthesanctityofHisservant，Death!……
AgainIhaveseentheeinspirit；Ihaveseenandblessedthee，mysweetchild!Dostthounotknowmealsointhydreams？Dostthounotfeelthebeatingofmyheartthroughtheveilofthyrosyslumbers？DostthounothearthewingsofthebrighterbeingsthatIyetcanconjurearoundthee，towatch，tonourish，andtosave？Andwhenthespellfadesatthywaking，whenthineeyesopentotheday，willtheynotlookroundforme，andaskthymother，withtheirmuteeloquence，\"Whyshehasrobbedtheeofafather？\"
Woman，dostthounotrepentthee？Flyingfromimaginaryfears，hastthounotcometotheverylairofterror，whereDangersitsvisibleandincarnate？Oh，ifwecouldbutmeet，wouldstthounotfalluponthebosomthouhastsowronged，andfeel，poorwandereramidstthestorms，asifthouhadstregainedtheshelter？Mejnour，stillmyresearchesfailme。Iminglewithallmen，eventheirjudgesandtheirspies，butIcannotyetgaintheclew。Iknowthatsheishere。Iknowitbyaninstinct；
thebreathofmychildseemswarmerandmorefamiliar。
Theypeeratmewithvenomouslooks，asIpassthroughtheirstreets。WithaglanceIdisarmtheirmalice，andfascinatethebasilisks。EverywhereIseethetrackandscentthepresenceoftheGhostlyOnethatdwellsontheThreshold，andwhosevictimsarethesoulsthatwouldASPIRE，andcanonlyFEAR。Iseeitsdimshapelessnessgoingbeforethemenofblood，andmarshallingtheirway。Robespierrepassedmewithhisfurtivestep。Thoseeyesofhorrorweregnawingintohisheart。Ilookeddownupontheirsenate；thegrimPhantomsatcoweringonitsfloor。
IthathtakenupitsabodeinthecityofDread。Andwhatintrutharethesewould-bebuildersofanewworld？Likethestudentswhohavevainlystruggledafteroursupremescience，theyhaveattemptedwhatisbeyondtheirpower；theyhavepassedfromthissolidearthofusagesandformsintothelandofshadow，anditsloathsomekeeperhasseizedthemasitsprey。Ilookedintothetyrant\'sshudderingsoul，asittrembledpastme。There，amidsttheruinsofathousandsystemswhichaimedatvirtue，satCrime，andshiveredatitsdesolation。YetthismanistheonlyThinker，theonlyAspirant，amongstthemall。Hestilllooksforafutureofpeaceandmercy，tobegin，——ay!atwhatdate？Whenhehassweptawayeveryfoe。Fool!newfoesspringfromeverydropofblood。LedbytheeyesoftheUnutterable，heiswalkingtohisdoom。
OViola，thyinnocenceprotectsthee!Thouwhomthesweethumanitiesofloveshutoutevenfromthedreamsofaerialandspiritualbeauty，makingthyheartauniverseofvisionsfairerthanthewandererovertherosyHesperuscansurvey，——shallnotthesamepureaffectionencompassthee，evenhere，withacharmedatmosphere，andterroritselffallharmlessonalifetooinnocentforwisdom？
CHAPTER7。IV。
Ombrapiuchedinotte，incuidiluceRaggiomistonone；……
Nepiuilpalagioappar，nepiulesueVestigia；nedirpuossi——egliquifue。
\"Ger。Lib。，cantoxvi-lxix。
Darknessgreaterthanofnight，inwhichnotarayoflightismixed；……Thepalaceappearsnomore:notevenavestige，——norcanonesaythatithasbeen。
Theclubsarenoisywithclamorousfrenzy；theleadersaregrimwithschemes。BlackHenriotflieshereandthere，mutteringtohisarmedtroops，\"Robespierre，yourbeloved，isindanger!\"
Robespierrestalksperturbed，hislistofvictimsswellingeveryhour。Tallien，theMacdufftothedoomedMacbeth，iswhisperingcouragetohispaleconspirators。Alongthestreetsheavilyrollthetumbrils。Theshopsareclosed，——thepeoplearegorgedwithgore，andwilllapnomore。Andnightafternight，totheeightytheatresflockthechildrenoftheRevolution，tolaughatthequipsofcomedy，andweepgentletearsoverimaginarywoes!
Inasmallchamber，intheheartofthecity，sitsthemother，watchingoverherchild。Itisquiet，happynoon；thesunlight，brokenbythetallroofsinthenarrowstreet，comesyetthroughtheopencasement，theimpartialplayfellowoftheair，gleesomealikeintempleandprison，hallandhovel；asgoldenandasblithe，whetheritlaughoverthefirsthouroflife，orquiverinitsgaydelightontheterrorandagonyofthelast!Thechild，whereitlayatthefeetofViola，stretchedoutitsdimpledhandsasiftoclaspthedancingmotesthatrevelledinthebeam。Themotherturnedhereyesfromtheglory；itsaddenedheryetmore。Sheturnedandsighed。
IsthisthesameViolawhobloomedfairerthantheirownIdaliaundertheskiesofGreece？Howchanged!Howpaleandworn!Shesatlistlessly，herarmsdroppingonherknee；thesmilethatwashabitualtoherlipswasgone。Aheavy，dulldespondency，asifthelifeoflifewerenomore，seemedtoweighdownheryouth，andmakeitwearyofthathappysun!Intruth，herexistencehadlanguishedawaysinceithadwandered，assomemelancholystream，fromthesourcethatfedit。Thesuddenenthusiasmoffearorsuperstitionthathadalmost，asifstillintheunconsciousmovementsofadream，ledhertoflyfromZanoni，hadceasedfromthedaywhichdawneduponherinaforeignland。Then——there——
shefeltthatinthesmileshehadevermoreabandonedlivedherlife。Shedidnotrepent，——shewouldnothaverecalledtheimpulsethatwingedherflight。Thoughtheenthusiasmwasgone，thesuperstitionyetremained；shestillbelievedshehadsavedherchildfromthatdarkandguiltysorcery，concerningwhichthetraditionsofalllandsareprodigal，butinnonedotheyfindsuchcredulity，orexcitesuchdread，asintheSouthofItaly。
ThisimpressionwasconfirmedbythemysteriousconversationsofGlyndon，andbyherownperceptionofthefearfulchangethathadpassedoveronewhorepresentedhimselfasthevictimoftheenchanters。Shedidnot，therefore，repent；butherveryvolitionseemedgone。
OntheirarrivalatParis，Violasawhercompanion——thefaithfulwife——nomore。Erethreeweekswerepassed，husbandandwifehadceasedtolive。
Andnow，forthefirsttime，thedrudgeriesofthishardearthclaimedthebeautifulNeapolitan。Inthatprofession，givingvoiceandshapetopoetryandsong，inwhichherfirstyearswerepassed，thereis，whileitlasts，anexcitementintheartthatliftsitfromthelabourofacalling。Hoveringbetweentwolives，theRealandIdeal，dwellsthelifeofmusicandthestage。ButthatlifewaslostevermoretotheidoloftheeyesandearsofNaples。Liftedtothehigherrealmofpassionatelove，itseemedasifthefictitiousgeniuswhichrepresentsthethoughtsofotherswasmergedinthegeniusthatgrowsallthoughtitself。IthadbeentheworstinfidelitytotheLost，tohavedescendedagaintoliveontheapplauseofothers。Andso——
forshewouldnotacceptalmsfromGlyndon——so，bythecommonestarts，thehumblestindustrywhichthesexknows，aloneandunseen，shewhohadsleptonthebreastofZanonifoundashelterfortheirchild。Aswhen，inthenobleverseprefixedtothischapter，Armidaherselfhasdestroyedherenchantedpalace，——notavestigeofthatbower，raisedofoldbyPoetryandLove，remainedtosay，\"Ithadbeen!\"
Andthechildavengedthefather；itbloomed，itthrived，——itwaxedstronginthelightoflife。Butstillitseemedhauntedandpreservedbysomeotherbeingthanherown。Initssleeptherewasthatslumber，sodeepandrigid，whichathunderboltcouldnothavedisturbed；andinsuchsleepoftenitmoveditsarms，astoembracetheair:oftenitslipsstirredwithmurmuredsoundsofindistinctaffection，——NOTFORHER；andallthewhileuponitscheeksahueofsuchcelestialbloom，uponitslipsasmileofsuchmysteriousjoy!Then，whenitwaked，itseyesdidnotturnfirsttoHER，——wistful，earnest，wandering，theyrovedaround，tofixonherpaleface，atlast，inmutesorrowandreproach。
NeverhadViolafeltbeforehowmightywasherloveforZanoni；
howthought，feeling，heart，soul，life，——alllaycrushedanddormantintheicyabsencetowhichshehaddoomedherself!Sheheardnottheroarwithout，shefeltnotoneamidstthosestormymillions，——worldsofexcitementlabouringthrougheveryhour。
OnlywhenGlyndon，haggard，wan，andspectre-like，glidedin，dayafterday，tovisither，didthefairdaughterofthecarelessSouthknowhowheavyanduniversalwastheDeath-Airthatgirtherround。Sublimeinherpassiveunconsciousness，——hermechaniclife，——shesat，andfearednot，inthedenoftheBeastsofPrey。
Thedooroftheroomopenedabruptly，andGlyndonentered。Hismannerwasmoreagitatedthanusual。
\"Isityou，Clarence？\"shesaidinhersoft，languidtones。\"YouarebeforethehourIexpectedyou。\"
\"WhocancountonhishoursatParis？\"returnedGlyndon，withafrightfulsmile。\"IsitnotenoughthatIamhere!Yourapathyinthemidstofthesesorrowsappallsme。Yousaycalmly，\'Farewell；\'calmlyyoubidme，\'Welcome!\'——asifineverycornertherewasnotaspy，andasifwitheverydaytherewasnotamassacre!\"
\"Pardonme!Butinthesewallsliesmyworld。Icanhardlycreditallthetalesyoutellme。Everythinghere，saveTHAT，\"
andshepointedtotheinfant，\"seemsalreadysolifeless，thatinthetombitselfonecouldscarcelylessheedthecrimesthataredonewithout。\"
Glyndonpausedforafewmoments，andgazedwithstrangeandmingledfeelingsuponthatfaceandform，stillsoyoung，andyetsoinvestedwiththatsaddestofallrepose，——whentheheartfeelsold。
\"OViola，\"saidhe，atlast，andinavoiceofsuppressedpassion，\"wasitthusIeverthoughttoseeyou，——everthoughttofeelforyou，whenwetwofirstmetinthegayhauntsofNaples？
Ah，whythendidyourefusemylove；orwhywasminenotworthyofyou？Nay，shrinknot!——letmetouchyourhand。Nopassionsosweetasthatyouthfullovecanreturntomeagain。Ifeelforyoubutasabrotherforsomeyoungerandlonelysister。Withyou，inyourpresence，sadthoughitbe，Iseemtobreathebackthepurerairofmyearlylife。Herealone，exceptinscenesofturbulenceandtempest，thePhantomceasestopursueme。I
forgeteventheDeaththatstalksbehind，andhauntsmeasmyshadow。Butbetterdaysmaybeinstoreforusyet。Viola，IatlastbegindimlytoperceivehowtobaffleandsubduethePhantomthathascursedmylife，——itistobrave，anddefyit。Insinandinriot，asIhavetoldthee，ithauntsmenot。ButI
comprehendnowwhatMejnoursaidinhisdarkapothegms，\'thatI
shoulddreadthespectremostWHENUNSEEN。\'Invirtuousandcalmresolutionitappears，——ay，Ibeholditnow；there，there，withitslivideyes!\"——andthedropsfellfromhisbrow。\"Butitshallnolongerdauntmefromthatresolution。Ifaceit，anditgraduallydarkensbackintotheshade。\"Hepaused，andhiseyesdweltwithaterribleexultationuponthesunlitspace；then，withaheavyanddeep-drawnbreath，heresumed，\"Viola，Ihavefoundthemeansofescape。Wewillleavethiscity。Insomeotherlandwewillendeavourtocomforteachother，andforgetthepast。\"
\"No，\"saidViola，calmly；\"Ihavenofurtherwishtostir，tillI
ambornhencetothelastresting-place。Idreamedofhimlastnight，Clarence!——dreamedofhimforthefirsttimesinceweparted；and，donotmockme，methoughtthatheforgavethedeserter，andcalledme\'Wife。\'Thatdreamhallowstheroom。
PerhapsitwillvisitmeagainbeforeIdie。\"
\"Talknotofhim，——ofthedemi-fiend!\"criedGlyndon，fiercely，andstampinghisfoot。\"ThanktheHeavensforanyfatethathathrescuedtheefromhim!\"
\"Hush!\"saidViola，gravely。Andasshewasabouttoproceed，hereyefelluponthechild。Itwasstandingintheverycentreofthatslantingcolumnoflightwhichthesunpouredintothechamber；andtheraysseemedtosurrounditasahalo，andsettled，crown-like，onthegoldofitsshininghair。Initssmallshape，soexquisitelymodelled，initslarge，steady，tranquileyes，therewassomethingthatawed，whileitcharmedthemother\'spride。ItgazedonGlyndonashespoke，withalookwhichalmostmighthaveseemeddisdain，andwhichViola，atleast，interpretedasadefenceoftheAbsent，strongerthanherownlipscouldframe。
Glyndonbrokethepause。
\"Thouwouldststay，forwhat？Tobetrayamother\'sduty!Ifanyevilhappentotheehere，whatbecomesofthineinfant？Shallitbebroughtupanorphan，inacountrythathasdesecratedthyreligion，andwherehumancharityexistsnomore？Ah，weep，andclaspittothybosom；buttearsdonotprotectandsave。\"
\"Thouhastconquered，myfriend，Iwillflywiththee。\"
\"To-morrownight，then，beprepared。Iwillbringtheethenecessarydisguises。\"
AndGlyndonthenproceededtosketchrapidlytheoutlineofthepaththeyweretotake，andthestorytheyweretotell。Violalistened，butscarcelycomprehended；hepressedherhandtohisheartanddeparted。
CHAPTER7。V。
VansecopurancoSdegnoedAmor，quasidueVeltrialfianco。
\"Ger。Lib。\"cant。xx。cxvii。
TherewentwithhimstillDisdainandLove，liketwogreyhoundssidebyside。
Glyndondidnotperceive，ashehurriedfromthehouse，twoformscrouchingbytheangleofthewall。Hesawstillthespectreglidingbyhisside；buthebeheldnottheyetmorepoisonouseyesofhumanenvyandwoman\'sjealousythatglaredonhisretreatingfootsteps。
Nicotadvancedtothehouse；Fillidefollowedhiminsilence。
Thepainter，anoldsans-culotte，knewwellwhatlanguagetoassumetotheporter。Hebeckonedthelatterfromhislodge，\"Howisthis，citizen？Thouharbouresta\'suspect。\'\"
\"Citizen，youterrifyme!——ifso，namehim。\"
\"Itisnotaman；arefugee，anItalianwoman，lodgeshere。\"
\"Yes，autroisieme，——thedoortotheleft。Butwhatofher？——shecannotbedangerous，poorchild!\"
\"Citizen，beware!Dostthoudaretopityher？\"
\"I？No，no，indeed。But——\"
\"Speakthetruth!Whovisitsher？\"
\"NoonebutanEnglishman。\"
\"Thatisit，——anEnglishman，aspyofPittandCoburg。\"
\"JustHeaven!isitpossible？\"
\"How，citizen!dostthouspeakofHeaven？Thoumustbeanaristocrat!\"
\"No，indeed；itwasbutanoldbadhabit，andescapedmeunawares。\"
\"HowoftendoestheEnglishmanvisither？\"
\"Daily。\"
Fillideutteredanexclamation。
Sheneverstirsout，\"saidtheporter。\"Hersoleoccupationsareinwork，andcareofherinfant。\"
\"Herinfant!\"
Fillidemadeaboundforward。Nicotinvainendeavouredtoarresther。Shesprangupthestairs；shepausednottillshewasbeforethedoorindicatedbytheporter；itstoodajar，sheentered，shestoodatthethreshold，andbeheldthatface，stillsolovely!Thesightofsomuchbeautyleftherhopeless。Andthechild，overwhomthemotherbent!——shewhohadneverbeenamother!——sheutterednosound；thefurieswereatworkwithinherbreast。Violaturned，andsawher，and，terrifiedbythestrangeapparition，withfeaturesthatexpressedthedeadliesthateandscornandvengeance，utteredacry，andsnatchedthechildtoherbosom。TheItalianlaughedaloud，——turned，descended，and，gainingthespotwhereNicotstillconversedwiththefrightenedporterdrewhimfromthehouse。Whentheywereintheopenstreet，shehaltedabruptly，andsaid，\"Avengeme，andnamethyprice!\"
\"Myprice，sweetone!isbutpermissiontolovethee。Thouwiltflywithmeto-morrownight；thouwiltpossessthyselfofthepassportsandtheplan。\"
\"Andthey——\"
\"Shall，beforethen，findtheirasylumintheConciergerie。Theguillotineshallrequitethywrongs。\"
\"Dothis，andIamsatisfied，\"saidFillide，firmly。
Andtheyspokenomoretilltheyregainedthehouse。Butwhenshethere，lookinguptothedullbuilding，sawthewindowsoftheroomwhichthebeliefofGlyndon\'slovehadoncemadeaparadise，thetigerrelentedattheheart；somethingofthewomangushedbackuponhernature，darkandsavageasitwas。Shepressedthearmonwhichsheleanedconvulsively，andexclaimed，\"No，no!nothim!denounceher，——letherperish；butIhavesleptonHISbosom，——notHIM!\"