Penny Dreadfuls, 1850 · page 96 of 400
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For, even as benefit of its rays; and as she thus car- the child recoils with intuitive dread ried the flickering pensile flame, a dis-| from the presence of the snake which turbed fancy might have assimilated it| starts up in its path, and which it be- to.a will-o’-the-wisp borne by the hand| holds for the first time—even, also, as of a spectral figure through an atmos-| the hair would bristle upon the head of phere which seemed one solid mass of | a savage were he shown a rack, an iron darkness. For there was something | boot, a thumb-screw, or any other in- awfully solemn in the spectacle of that|strument of fiendish torture. though lady clothed in garments of such gleam-| none of their uses should be precisely ing white, moving slowly through the | comprehended by him at the moment; deep subterranean of a castle to which! so was it with the affrighted Angela, as . Tumor had so long attributed supernatu-| she shrank in horrified amazement from ral terrors; and having already said the presence of the tremendous ma- enough with her own lips to convince | chinery, which she knew to be some- the maiden that some tremendous mys- | thing dreadful, but the infernal nature - tery enveloped all the circumstances of | of which she could not precisely under- her existence. | stand. But Angela had not-many minutes to! « Angela,’ said the White Lady, in a make these reflections, for the rippling | tone indicative of a profound affliction, the expression of which she evidently of water soon began to murmur gently upon her ears, and almost immediately | attempted to subdue as much as possi- afterwards she was conducted by the| ble; «I would fuin have spared you the White Lady into a vaulted chamber, necessity—the painful necessity—-of sinall but lofty, and where a spectacle gazing on this appalling proof of that ingenuity which Man, alas! so often as strange as it was terrible slowly de- veloped all its hideous details to her| exercises for the most fiendish of pur- view. poses. But there was no other way by THE CHAMBER OF THE MACHINERY— THE VAULTS. —- base SA yy * od tb a . Sivan = - ‘eorer bertce> fe” oP ees es Es ee — e + ~s > - — ‘ . 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Above was the! passed thus visibly over her form: trap-door set in the vaulted roof, and | ‘ question me not, I implore you! On beneath flowed the deep stream, rip- the concrary, Angela, dear An ela ’ sho pling from under an arch in one wall, continued, with more foueedl excite- comicbooks.com