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"
I
must
positively
find
out
who
and
what
he
is
,
"
said
Franz
,
rising
from
his
seat
.
"
No
,
no
,
"
cried
the
countess
;
"
you
must
not
leave
me
.
I
depend
upon
you
to
escort
me
home
.
Oh
,
indeed
,
I
can
not
permit
you
to
go
.
"
5
Scott
,
of
course
:
"
The
son
of
an
ill-fated
sire
,
and
the
father
of
a
yet
more
unfortunate
family
,
bore
in
his
looks
that
cast
of
inauspicious
melancholy
by
which
the
physiognomists
of
that
time
pretended
to
distinguish
those
who
were
predestined
to
a
violent
and
unhappy
death
.
"
--
The
Abbot
,
ch
.
xxii
.
"
Is
it
possible
,
"
whispered
Franz
,
"
that
you
entertain
any
fear
?
"
"
I
'll
tell
you
,
"
answered
the
countess
.
"
Byron
had
the
most
perfect
belief
in
the
existence
of
vampires
,
and
even
assured
me
that
he
had
seen
them
.
The
description
he
gave
me
perfectly
corresponds
with
the
features
and
character
of
the
man
before
us
.
Oh
,
he
is
the
exact
personification
of
what
I
have
been
led
to
expect
!
The
coal-black
hair
,
large
bright
,
glittering
eyes
,
in
which
a
wild
,
unearthly
fire
seems
burning
--
the
same
ghastly
paleness
.
Then
observe
,
too
,
that
the
woman
with
him
is
altogether
unlike
all
others
of
her
sex
.
She
is
a
foreigner
--
a
stranger
.
Nobody
knows
who
she
is
,
or
where
she
comes
from
.
No
doubt
she
belongs
to
the
same
horrible
race
he
does
,
and
is
,
like
himself
,
a
dealer
in
magical
arts
.
I
entreat
of
you
not
to
go
near
him
--
at
least
to-night
;
and
if
tomorrow
your
curiosity
still
continues
as
great
,
pursue
your
researches
if
you
will
;
but
to-night
you
neither
can
nor
shall
.
For
that
purpose
I
mean
to
keep
you
all
to
myself
.
"
Franz
protested
he
could
not
defer
his
pursuit
till
the
following
day
,
for
many
reasons
.
"
Listen
to
me
,
"
said
the
countess
,
"
and
do
not
be
so
very
headstrong
.
I
am
going
home
.
I
have
a
party
at
my
house
to-night
,
and
therefore
can
not
possibly
remain
till
the
end
of
the
opera
.
Now
,
I
can
not
for
one
instant
believe
you
so
devoid
of
gallantry
as
to
refuse
a
lady
your
escort
when
she
even
condescends
to
ask
you
for
it
.
"
There
was
nothing
else
left
for
Franz
to
do
but
to
take
up
his
hat
,
open
the
door
of
the
box
,
and
offer
the
countess
his
arm
.
It
was
quite
evident
,
by
her
manner
,
that
her
uneasiness
was
not
feigned
;
and
Franz
himself
could
not
resist
a
feeling
of
superstitious
dread
--
so
much
the
stronger
in
him
,
as
it
arose
from
a
variety
of
corroborative
recollections
,
while
the
terror
of
the
countess
sprang
from
an
instinctive
belief
,
originally
created
in
her
mind
by
the
wild
tales
she
had
listened
to
till
she
believed
them
truths
.
Franz
could
even
feel
her
arm
tremble
as
he
assisted
her
into
the
carriage
.
Upon
arriving
at
her
hotel
,
Franz
perceived
that
she
had
deceived
him
when
she
spoke
of
expecting
company
;
on
the
contrary
,
her
own
return
before
the
appointed
hour
seemed
greatly
to
astonish
the
servants
.
"
Excuse
my
little
subterfuge
,
"
said
the
countess
,
in
reply
to
her
companion
's
half-reproachful
observation
on
the
subject
;
"
but
that
horrid
man
had
made
me
feel
quite
uncomfortable
,
and
I
longed
to
be
alone
,
that
I
might
compose
my
startled
mind
.
"
Franz
essayed
to
smile
.
"
Nay
,
"
said
she
,
"
do
not
smile
;
it
ill
accords
with
the
expression
of
your
countenance
,
and
I
am
sure
it
does
not
spring
from
your
heart
.
However
,
promise
me
one
thing
.
"
"
What
is
it
?
"
"
Promise
me
,
I
say
.
"
