Mr.andMrs.Allenweresorrytolosetheiryoungfriend,whosegoodhumourandcheerfulnesshadmadeheravaluablecompanion,andinthepromotionofwhoseenjoymenttheirownhadbeengentlyincreased. HerhappinessingoingwithMissTilney,however,preventedtheirwishingitotherwise;and,astheyweretoremainonlyonemoreweekinBaththemselves,herquittingthemnowwouldnotlongbefelt. Mr.AllenattendedhertoMilsomStreet,whereshewastobreakfast,andsawherseatedwiththekindestwelcomeamonghernewfriends;butsogreatwasheragitationinfindingherselfasoneofthefamily,andsofearfulwassheofnotdoingexactlywhatwasright,andofnotbeingabletopreservetheirgoodopinion,that,intheembarrassmentofthefirstfiveminutes,shecouldalmosthavewishedtoreturnwithhimtoPulteneyStreet. MissTilney’smannersandHenry’ssmilesoondidawaysomeofherunpleasantfeelings;butstillshewasfarfrombeingatease;norcouldtheincessantattentionsofthegeneralhimselfentirelyreassureher. Nay,perverseasitseemed,shedoubtedwhethershemightnothavefeltless,hadshebeenlessattendedto. Hisanxietyforhercomfort—hiscontinualsolicitationsthatshewouldeat,andhisoften–expressedfearsofherseeingnothingtohertaste—thoughneverinherlifebeforehadshebeheldhalfsuchvarietyonabreakfast–table—madeitimpossibleforhertoforgetforamomentthatshewasavisitor. Shefeltutterlyunworthyofsuchrespect,andknewnothowtoreplytoit. Hertranquillitywasnotimprovedbythegeneral’simpatiencefortheappearanceofhiseldestson,norbythedispleasureheexpressedathislazinesswhenCaptainTilneyatlastcamedown. Shewasquitepainedbytheseverityofhisfather’sreproof,whichseemeddisproportionatetotheoffence;andmuchwasherconcernincreasedwhenshefoundherselftheprincipalcauseofthelecture,andthathistardinesswaschieflyresentedfrombeingdisrespectfultoher. Thiswasplacingherinaveryuncomfortablesituation,andshefeltgreatcompassionforCaptainTilney,withoutbeingabletohopeforhisgoodwill. Helistenedtohisfatherinsilence,andattemptednotanydefence,whichconfirmedherinfearingthattheinquietudeofhismind,onIsabella’saccount,might,bykeepinghimlongsleepless,havebeentherealcauseofhisrisinglate. Itwasthefirsttimeofherbeingdecidedlyinhiscompany,andshehadhopedtobenowabletoformheropinionofhim;butshescarcelyheardhisvoicewhilehisfatherremainedintheroom;andevenafterwards,somuchwerehisspiritsaffected,shecoulddistinguishnothingbutthesewords,inawhispertoEleanor,“HowgladIshallbewhenyouarealloff.” Thebustleofgoingwasnotpleasant.Theclockstrucktenwhilethetrunkswerecarryingdown,andthegeneralhadfixedtobeoutofMilsomStreetbythathour. Hisgreatcoat,insteadofbeingbroughtforhimtoputondirectly,wasspreadoutinthecurricleinwhichhewastoaccompanyhisson. Themiddleseatofthechaisewasnotdrawnout,thoughtherewerethreepeopletogoinit,andhisdaughter’smaidhadsocrowdeditwithparcelsthatMissMorlandwouldnothaveroomtosit;and,somuchwasheinfluencedbythisapprehensionwhenhehandedherin,thatshehadsomedifficultyinsavingherownnewwriting–deskfrombeingthrownoutintothestreet. Atlast,however,thedoorwascloseduponthethreefemales,andtheysetoffatthesoberpaceinwhichthehandsome,highlyfedfourhorsesofagentlemanusuallyperformajourneyofthirtymiles:suchwasthedistanceofNorthangerfromBath,tobenowdividedintotwoequalstages. Catherine’sspiritsrevivedastheydrovefromthedoor;forwithMissTilneyshefeltnorestraint;and,withtheinterestofaroadentirelynewtoher,ofanabbeybefore,andacurriclebehind,shecaughtthelastviewofBathwithoutanyregret,andmetwitheverymilestonebeforesheexpectedit. Thetediousnessofatwohours’waitatPettyFrance,inwhichtherewasnothingtobedonebuttoeatwithoutbeinghungry,andloiteraboutwithoutanythingtosee,nextfollowed—andheradmirationofthestyleinwhichtheytravelled,ofthefashionablechaiseandfour—postilionshandsomelyliveried,risingsoregularlyintheirstirrups,andnumerousoutridersproperlymounted,sunkalittleunderthisconsequentinconvenience. Hadtheirpartybeenperfectlyagreeable,thedelaywouldhavebeennothing;butGeneralTilney,thoughsocharmingaman,seemedalwaysacheckuponhischildren’sspirits,andscarcelyanythingwassaidbutbyhimself;theobservationofwhich,withhisdiscontentatwhatevertheinnafforded,andhisangryimpatienceatthewaiters,madeCatherinegroweverymomentmoreinaweofhim,andappearedtolengthenthetwohoursintofour. Atlast,however,theorderofreleasewasgiven;andmuchwasCatherinethensurprisedbythegeneral’sproposalofhertakinghisplaceinhisson’scurriclefortherestofthejourney:“thedaywasfine,andhewasanxiousforherseeingasmuchofthecountryaspossible.” TheremembranceofMr.Allen’sopinion,respectingyoungmen’sopencarriages,madeherblushatthementionofsuchaplan,andherfirstthoughtwastodeclineit;buthersecondwasofgreaterdeferenceforGeneralTilney’sjudgment;hecouldnotproposeanythingimproperforher;and,inthecourseofafewminutes,shefoundherselfwithHenryinthecurricle,ashappyabeingaseverexisted. Averyshorttrialconvincedherthatacurriclewastheprettiestequipageintheworld;thechaiseandfourwheeledoffwithsomegrandeur,tobesure,butitwasaheavyandtroublesomebusiness,andshecouldnoteasilyforgetitshavingstoppedtwohoursatPettyFrance. Halfthetimewouldhavebeenenoughforthecurricle,andsonimblywerethelighthorsesdisposedtomove,that,hadnotthegeneralchosentohavehisowncarriageleadtheway,theycouldhavepasseditwitheaseinhalfaminute. Butthemeritofthecurricledidnotallbelongtothehorses;Henrydrovesowell—soquietly—withoutmakinganydisturbance,withoutparadingtoher,orswearingatthem:sodifferentfromtheonlygentleman–coachmanwhomitwasinherpowertocomparehimwith! Andthenhishatsatsowell,andtheinnumerablecapesofhisgreatcoatlookedsobecominglyimportant! Tobedrivenbyhim,nexttobeingdancingwithhim,wascertainlythegreatesthappinessintheworld. Inadditiontoeveryotherdelight,shehadnowthatoflisteningtoherownpraise;ofbeingthankedatleast,onhissister’saccount,forherkindnessinthusbecominghervisitor;ofhearingitrankedasrealfriendship,anddescribedascreatingrealgratitude. Hissister,hesaid,wasuncomfortablycircumstanced—shehadnofemalecompanion—and,inthefrequentabsenceofherfather,wassometimeswithoutanycompanionatall. “Buthowcanthatbe?”saidCatherine.“Arenotyouwithher?” “Northangerisnotmorethanhalfmyhome;IhaveanestablishmentatmyownhouseinWoodston,whichisnearlytwentymilesfrommyfather’s,andsomeofmytimeisnecessarilyspentthere.” “Howsorryyoumustbeforthat!” “IamalwayssorrytoleaveEleanor.” “Yes;butbesidesyouraffectionforher,youmustbesofondoftheabbey!Afterbeingusedtosuchahomeastheabbey,anordinaryparsonage–housemustbeverydisagreeable.” Hesmiled,andsaid,“Youhaveformedaveryfavourableideaoftheabbey.” “Tobesure,Ihave.Isnotitafineoldplace,justlikewhatonereadsabout?” “Andareyoupreparedtoencounterallthehorrorsthatabuildingsuchas‘whatonereadsabout’mayproduce?Haveyouastoutheart?Nervesfitforslidingpanelsandtapestry?” “Oh!yes—IdonotthinkIshouldbeeasilyfrightened,becausetherewouldbesomanypeopleinthehouse—andbesides,ithasneverbeenuninhabitedandleftdesertedforyears,andthenthefamilycomebacktoitunawares,withoutgivinganynotice,asgenerallyhappens.” “No,certainly.Weshallnothavetoexploreourwayintoahalldimlylightedbytheexpiringembersofawoodfire—norbeobligedtospreadourbedsonthefloorofaroomwithoutwindows,doors,orfurniture. Butyoumustbeawarethatwhenayoungladyis(bywhatevermeans)introducedintoadwellingofthiskind,sheisalwayslodgedapartfromtherestofthefamily. Whiletheysnuglyrepairtotheirownendofthehouse,sheisformallyconductedbyDorothy,theancienthousekeeper,upadifferentstaircase,andalongmanygloomypassages,intoanapartmentneverusedsincesomecousinorkindiedinitabouttwentyyearsbefore.Canyoustandsuchaceremonyasthis? Willnotyourmindmisgiveyouwhenyoufindyourselfinthisgloomychamber—tooloftyandextensiveforyou,withonlythefeebleraysofasinglelamptotakeinitssize—itswallshungwithtapestryexhibitingfiguresaslargeaslife,andthebed,ofdarkgreenstufforpurplevelvet,presentingevenafunerealappearance?Willnotyourheartsinkwithinyou?” “Oh!Butthiswillnothappentome,Iamsure.” “Howfearfullywillyouexaminethefurnitureofyourapartment!Andwhatwillyoudiscern? Nottables,toilettes,wardrobes,ordrawers,butononesideperhapstheremainsofabrokenlute,ontheotheraponderouschestwhichnoeffortscanopen,andoverthefireplacetheportraitofsomehandsomewarrior,whosefeatureswillsoincomprehensiblystrikeyou,thatyouwillnotbeabletowithdrawyoureyesfromit. Dorothy,meanwhile,nolessstruckbyyourappearance,gazesonyouingreatagitation,anddropsafewunintelligiblehints. Toraiseyourspirits,moreover,shegivesyoureasontosupposethatthepartoftheabbeyyouinhabitisundoubtedlyhaunted,andinformsyouthatyouwillnothaveasingledomesticwithincall. Withthispartingcordialshecurtsiesoff—youlistentothesoundofherrecedingfootstepsaslongasthelastechocanreachyou—andwhen,withfaintingspirits,youattempttofastenyourdoor,youdiscover,withincreasedalarm,thatithasnolock.” “Oh!Mr.Tilney,howfrightful!Thisisjustlikeabook!Butitcannotreallyhappentome.IamsureyourhousekeeperisnotreallyDorothy.Well,whatthen?” “Nothingfurthertoalarmperhapsmayoccurthefirstnight. Aftersurmountingyourunconquerablehorrorofthebed,youwillretiretorest,andgetafewhours’unquietslumber. Butonthesecond,oratfarthestthethirdnightafteryourarrival,youwillprobablyhaveaviolentstorm. Pealsofthundersoloudastoseemtoshaketheedificetoitsfoundationwillrollroundtheneighbouringmountains—andduringthefrightfulgustsofwindwhichaccompanyit,youwillprobablythinkyoudiscern(foryourlampisnotextinguished)onepartofthehangingmoreviolentlyagitatedthantherest. Unableofcoursetorepressyourcuriosityinsofavourableamomentforindulgingit,youwillinstantlyarise,andthrowingyourdressing–gownaroundyou,proceedtoexaminethismystery. Afteraveryshortsearch,youwilldiscoveradivisioninthetapestrysoartfullyconstructedastodefytheminutestinspection,andonopeningit,adoorwillimmediatelyappear—whichdoor,beingonlysecuredbymassybarsandapadlock,youwill,afterafewefforts,succeedinopening—and,withyourlampinyourhand,willpassthroughitintoasmallvaultedroom.” “No,indeed;Ishouldbetoomuchfrightenedtodoanysuchthing.” “What!NotwhenDorothyhasgivenyoutounderstandthatthereisasecretsubterraneouscommunicationbetweenyourapartmentandthechapelofSt.Anthony,scarcelytwomilesoff? Couldyoushrinkfromsosimpleanadventure? No,no,youwillproceedintothissmallvaultedroom,andthroughthisintoseveralothers,withoutperceivinganythingveryremarkableineither. Inoneperhapstheremaybeadagger,inanotherafewdropsofblood,andinathirdtheremainsofsomeinstrumentoftorture;buttherebeingnothinginallthisoutofthecommonway,andyourlampbeingnearlyexhausted,youwillreturntowardsyourownapartment. Inrepassingthroughthesmallvaultedroom,however,youreyeswillbeattractedtowardsalarge,old–fashionedcabinetofebonyandgold,which,thoughnarrowlyexaminingthefurniturebefore,youhadpassedunnoticed. Impelledbyanirresistiblepresentiment,youwilleagerlyadvancetoit,unlockitsfoldingdoors,andsearchintoeverydrawer—butforsometimewithoutdiscoveringanythingofimportance—perhapsnothingbutaconsiderablehoardofdiamonds. Atlast,however,bytouchingasecretspring,aninnercompartmentwillopen—arollofpaperappears—youseizeit—itcontainsmanysheetsofmanuscript—youhastenwiththeprecioustreasureintoyourownchamber,butscarcelyhaveyoubeenabletodecipher‘Oh! Thou—whomsoeverthoumaystbe,intowhosehandsthesememoirsofthewretchedMatildamayfall’—whenyourlampsuddenlyexpiresinthesocket,andleavesyouintotaldarkness.” “Oh!No,no—donotsayso.Well,goon.” ButHenrywastoomuchamusedbytheinteresthehadraisedtobeabletocarryitfarther;hecouldnolongercommandsolemnityeitherofsubjectorvoice,andwasobligedtoentreathertouseherownfancyintheperusalofMatilda’swoes. Catherine,recollectingherself,grewashamedofhereagerness,andbeganearnestlytoassurehimthatherattentionhadbeenfixedwithoutthesmallestapprehensionofreallymeetingwithwhatherelated. “MissTilney,shewassure,wouldneverputherintosuchachamberashehaddescribed!Shewasnotatallafraid.” Astheydrewneartheendoftheirjourney,herimpatienceforasightoftheabbey—forsometimesuspendedbyhisconversationonsubjectsverydifferent—returnedinfullforce,andeverybendintheroadwasexpectedwithsolemnawetoaffordaglimpseofitsmassywallsofgreystone,risingamidstagroveofancientoaks,withthelastbeamsofthesunplayinginbeautifulsplendouronitshighGothicwindows. Butsolowdidthebuildingstand,thatshefoundherselfpassingthroughthegreatgatesofthelodgeintotheverygroundsofNorthanger,withouthavingdiscernedevenanantiquechimney. Sheknewnotthatshehadanyrighttobesurprised,buttherewasasomethinginthismodeofapproachwhichshecertainlyhadnotexpected. Topassbetweenlodgesofamodernappearance,tofindherselfwithsucheaseintheveryprecinctsoftheabbey,anddrivensorapidlyalongasmooth,levelroadoffinegravel,withoutobstacle,alarm,orsolemnityofanykind,struckherasoddandinconsistent. Shewasnotlongatleisure,however,forsuchconsiderations. Asuddenscudofrain,drivingfullinherface,madeitimpossibleforhertoobserveanythingfurther,andfixedallherthoughtsonthewelfareofhernewstrawbonnet;andshewasactuallyundertheabbeywalls,wasspringing,withHenry’sassistance,fromthecarriage,wasbeneaththeshelteroftheoldporch,andhadevenpassedontothehall,whereherfriendandthegeneralwerewaitingtowelcomeher,withoutfeelingoneawfulforebodingoffuturemiserytoherself,oronemoment’ssuspicionofanypastscenesofhorrorbeingactedwithinthesolemnedifice. Thebreezehadnotseemedtowaftthesighsofthemurderedtoher;ithadwaftednothingworsethanathickmizzlingrain;andhavinggivenagoodshaketoherhabit,shewasreadytobeshownintothecommondrawing–room,andcapableofconsideringwhereshewas. Anabbey!Yes,itwasdelightfultobereallyinanabbey! Butshedoubted,asshelookedroundtheroom,whetheranythingwithinherobservationwouldhavegivenhertheconsciousness. Thefurniturewasinalltheprofusionandeleganceofmoderntaste. Thefireplace,whereshehadexpectedtheamplewidthandponderouscarvingofformertimes,wascontractedtoaRumford,withslabsofplainthoughhandsomemarble,andornamentsoveritoftheprettiestEnglishchina. Thewindows,towhichshelookedwithpeculiardependence,fromhavingheardthegeneraltalkofhispreservingthemintheirGothicformwithreverentialcare,wereyetlesswhatherfancyhadportrayed. Tobesure,thepointedarchwaspreserved—theformofthemwasGothic—theymightbeevencasements—buteverypanewassolarge,soclear,solight! Toanimaginationwhichhadhopedforthesmallestdivisions,andtheheavieststone–work,forpaintedglass,dirt,andcobwebs,thedifferencewasverydistressing. Thegeneral,perceivinghowhereyewasemployed,begantotalkofthesmallnessoftheroomandsimplicityofthefurniture,whereeverything,beingfordailyuse,pretendedonlytocomfort,etc.;flatteringhimself,however,thatthereweresomeapartmentsintheAbbeynotunworthyhernotice—andwasproceedingtomentionthecostlygildingofoneinparticular,when,takingouthiswatch,hestoppedshorttopronounceitwithsurprisewithintwentyminutesoffive! Thisseemedthewordofseparation,andCatherinefoundherselfhurriedawaybyMissTilneyinsuchamannerasconvincedherthatthestrictestpunctualitytothefamilyhourswouldbeexpectedatNorthanger. Returningthroughthelargeandloftyhall,theyascendedabroadstaircaseofshiningoak,which,aftermanyflightsandmanylanding–places,broughtthemuponalong,widegallery. Ononesideithadarangeofdoors,anditwaslightedontheotherbywindowswhichCatherinehadonlytimetodiscoverlookedintoaquadrangle,beforeMissTilneyledthewayintoachamber,andscarcelystayingtohopeshewouldfinditcomfortable,leftherwithananxiousentreatythatshewouldmakeaslittlealterationaspossibleinherdress.