"And what we have seen is even now acting?" said Lady Bothwell,
collecting herself with difficulty.
"That," answered Baptista Damiotti, "I cannot justly, or with
certainty, say. But it is either now acting, or has been acted
during a short space before this. It is the last remarkable
transaction in which the Cavalier Forester has been engaged."
Lady Bothwell then expressed anxiety concerning her sister, whose
altered countenance and apparent unconsciousness of what passed
around her excited her apprehensions how it might be possible to
convey her home.
"I have prepared for that," answered the adept. "I have directed
the servant to bring your equipage as near to this place as the
narrowness of the street will permit. Fear not for your sister,
but give her, when you return home, this composing draught, and
she will be better to-morrow morning. Few," he added in a
melancholy tone, "leave this house as well in health as they
entered it. Such being the consequence of seeking knowledge by
mysterious means, I leave you to judge the condition of those who
have the power of gratifying such irregular curiosity. Farewell,
and forget not the potion."
"I will give her nothing that comes from you," said Lady
Bothwell; "I have seen enough of your art already.
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