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目录
前言
CHAPTER I
CHAPTER II
CHAPTER III
CHAPTER IV
CHAPTER V
CHAPTER VI
CHAPTER VII
CHAPTER VIII
CHAPTER IX
CHAPTER X
CHAPTER XI
CHAPTER XII
CHAPTER XIII
CHAPTER XIV
CHAPTER XV
CHAPTER XVI
前言
CARMILLA
by Sheridan Le Fanu
PROLOGUE
UPON a paper attached to the Narrative which follows Doctor Hesselius has
written a rather elaborate note, which he accompanies with a reference to
his Essay on the strange subject which the MS. illuminates.
This mysterious subject he treats, in that Essay, with his usual learning
and acumen, and with remarkable directness and condensation. It will form
but one volume of the series of that extraordinary man's collected papers.
As I publish the case, in this volume, simply to interest the "laity," I
shall forestall the intelligent lady who relates it in nothing; and after
due consideration I have determined, therefore, to abstain from presenting
any precis of the learned Doctor's reasoning, or extract from his statement
on a subject which he deseribes as "involving, not improbably, some of the
profoundest arcana of our dual existenee, and its intermediates."
I was anxious, on discovering this paper, to re-open the correspondence
commenced by Doctor Hesselius, so many years before, with a person so
clever and careful as his informant seems to have been. Much to my regret,
however, I found that she had died in the interval.
She, probably, could have added little to the Narrative which she
communicates in the following pages, with, so far as I can pronounce, such
a conscientious particularity.
CHAPTER I
AN EARLY FRIGHT
IN Styria we, though by no means magnificent people, inhabit a castle, or
schloss. A small income in that part of the world goes a great way. Eight
or nine hundred a year does wonders. Scantily enough ours would have
answered among wealthy people at home. My father is English, and I bear an
English name, although I never saw England. But here, in this lonely and
primitive place, where everything is so marvellously cheap, I really don't
see how ever so much more money would at all materially add to our
comforts, or even luxuries.
My father was in the Austrian service, and retired upon a pension and his
patrimony, and purchased this feudal residence and the small estate on
which it stands, a bargain.
Nothing can be more picturesque or solitary. It stands on a slight
eminence in a forest. The road, very old and narrow, passes in front of
its drawbridge, never raised in my time, and its moat, stocked with perch,
and sailed o ............

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