Айвенго

Chapter 27

           "Yet,turnnotfromme,sternprophetofwrath,"sheexclaimed,"buttellme,ifthoucanst,inwhatshallterminatethesenewandawfulfeelingsthatburstonmysolitudeWhydodeeds,longsincedone,risebeforemeinnewandirresistiblehorrors?Whatfateispreparedbeyondthegraveforher,towhomGodhasassignedonearthalotofsuchunspeakablewretchedness?BetterhadIturntoWoden,Hertha,andZernebocktoMista,andtoSkogula,thegodsofouryetunbaptizedancestors,thanendurethedreadfulanticipationswhichhaveoflatehauntedmywakingandmysleepinghours!"

           "Iamnopriest,"saidCedric,turningwithdisgustfromthismiserablepictureofguilt,wretchedness,anddespair;"Iamnopriest,thoughIwearapriest’sgarment."

           "Priestorlayman,"answeredUlrica,"thouartthefirstIhaveseenfortwentyyears,bywhomGodwasfearedormanregarded;anddostthoubidmedespair?"

           "Ibidtheerepent,"saidCedric."Seektoprayerandpenance,andmayestthoufindacceptance!ButIcannot,Iwillnot,longerabidewiththee."

           "Stayyetamoment!"saidUlrica;"leavemenotnow,sonofmyfather’sfriend,lestthedemonwhohasgovernedmylifeshouldtemptmetoavengemyselfofthyhard-heartedscornThinkestthou,ifFront-de-BoeuffoundCedrictheSaxoninhiscastle,insuchadisguise,thatthylifewouldbealongone?Alreadyhiseyehasbeenupontheelikeafalcononhisprey."

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