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The
lake
was
perfectly
calm
,
and
a
moonbeam
that
passed
through
the
air
hole
in
the
Rue
Scribe
showed
me
absolutely
nothing
on
its
surface
,
which
was
smooth
and
black
as
ink
.
I
shook
my
ears
to
get
rid
of
a
possible
humming
;
but
I
soon
had
to
accept
the
fact
that
there
was
no
humming
in
the
ears
so
harmonious
as
the
singing
whisper
that
followed
and
now
attracted
me
.
Had
I
been
inclined
to
superstition
,
I
should
have
certainly
thought
that
I
had
to
do
with
some
siren
whose
business
it
was
to
confound
the
traveler
who
should
venture
on
the
waters
of
the
house
on
the
lake
.
Fortunately
,
I
come
from
a
country
where
we
are
too
fond
of
fantastic
things
not
to
know
them
through
and
through
;
and
I
had
no
doubt
but
that
I
was
face
to
face
with
some
new
invention
of
Erik
’
s
.
But
this
invention
was
so
perfect
that
,
as
I
leaned
out
of
the
boat
,
I
was
impelled
less
by
a
desire
to
discover
its
trick
than
to
enjoy
its
charm
;
and
I
leaned
out
,
leaned
out
until
I
almost
overturned
the
boat
.
Suddenly
,
two
monstrous
arms
issued
from
the
bosom
of
the
waters
and
seized
me
by
the
neck
,
dragging
me
down
to
the
depths
with
irresistible
force
.
I
should
certainly
have
been
lost
,
if
I
had
not
had
time
to
give
a
cry
by
which
Erik
knew
me
.
For
it
was
he
;
and
,
instead
of
drowning
me
,
as
was
certainly
his
first
intention
,
he
swam
with
me
and
laid
me
gently
on
the
bank
:
"
How
imprudent
you
are
!
"
he
said
,
as
he
stood
before
me
,
dripping
with
water
.
"
Why
try
to
enter
my
house
?
I
never
invited
you
!
I
don
’
t
want
you
there
,
nor
anybody
!
Did
you
save
my
life
only
to
make
it
unbearable
to
me
?
However
great
the
service
you
rendered
him
,
Erik
may
end
by
forgetting
it
;
and
you
know
that
nothing
can
restrain
Erik
,
not
even
Erik
himself
.
"
He
spoke
,
but
I
had
now
no
other
wish
than
to
know
what
I
already
called
the
trick
of
the
siren
.
He
satisfied
my
curiosity
,
for
Erik
,
who
is
a
real
monster
—
I
have
seen
him
at
work
in
Persia
,
alas
—
is
also
,
in
certain
respects
,
a
regular
child
,
vain
and
self
-
conceited
,
and
there
is
nothing
he
loves
so
much
,
after
astonishing
people
,
as
to
prove
all
the
really
miraculous
ingenuity
of
his
mind
.
He
laughed
and
showed
me
a
long
reed
.
"
It
’
s
the
silliest
trick
you
ever
saw
,
"
he
said
,
"
but
it
’
s
very
useful
for
breathing
and
singing
in
the
water
.
I
learned
it
from
the
Tonkin
pirates
,
who
are
able
to
remain
hidden
for
hours
in
the
beds
of
the
rivers
.
"
I
spoke
to
him
severely
.
"
It
’
s
a
trick
that
nearly
killed
me
!
"
I
said
.
"
And
it
may
have
been
fatal
to
others
!
You
know
what
you
promised
me
,
Erik
?
No
more
murders
!
"
