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Updated: May 12, 2025
"Look on the stone steadily for a time, and tell me if you see a black mark, about the size of your hand, anywhere upon its surface," said Feltram. Sir Bale affected no airs of scepticism now; his imagination was stirred, and a sense of some unknown reality at the bottom of that which he had affected to treat before as illusion, inspired a strange interest in the experiment.
He was now looking along its still waters, towards the copse and rocks of Snakes Island, thinking of Philip Feltram; and the yellow level sunbeams touched his dark features, that bore a saturnine resemblance to those of Charles II, and marked sharply their firm grim lines, and left his deep-set eyes in shadow. Who has the happy gift to seize the present, as a child does, and live in it?
"Now, you promise to keep all secrets respecting the teller and the finder, be that who it may?" "Yes, I promise," said Sir Bale. "Now do as I do," said Feltram. And he shed the water on the ground, and with his wet fingers touched his forehead and his breast; and then he joined his hand with Sir Bale's, and said, "Now you are my safe man." Sir Bale laughed.
"Ay," said he, after a second counting, "I think there are exactly three hundred. Well, so you say I must apply three times five fifteen of these. It is an awful pity backing those queer horses you have named; but if I must make the sacrifice, I must, I suppose?" he added, with a hesitating inquiry in the tone. "If you don't, you'll rue it," said Feltram coldly, and walked away.
"But that is the way he chooses to be approached," said Philip Feltram. "I have a sort of feeling about that lake; it's the one childish spot that is left in my imagination. The nursery is to blame for it old stories and warnings; and I can't think of that. I should feel I had invoked an evil omen if I did. I know it is all nonsense; but we are queer creatures, Feltram. I must only ride there."
"I brought you here, because you can from this point with unusual clearness today see the opening of the Clough of Feltram at the other side, and the clump of trees, where you will find the way to reach the person about whom you are always thinking." "Who said I am always thinking about him?" said the Baronet angrily; for he felt like a man detected in a weakness, and resented it.
So down we three myself, and Bill there, and Philip Feltram come to the boat; and we pulled out, keeping Snakes Island atwixt us and the wind.
Michael Scott, my dear, was a dead wizard, with ever so much silvery hair, lying in his grave for ever so many years, with just life enough to scowl when they took his book; and you'll find him in the "Lay of the Last Minstrel," exactly like your papa, my dear. And my people tell me that your brother Dudley has been seen drinking and smoking about Feltram this week.
"It's the first time I ever heard of gipsies lending money;" and he eyed the purse with a whimsical smile. With his lean fingers still holding it, Feltram sat down at the table. His face contracted as if in cunning thought, and his chin sank upon his breast as he leaned back.
He was still convinced that Feltram had stolen the note, but not quite so certain as he had been. There were things in his manner that confirmed, and others that perplexed, Sir Bale. The Baronet stood upon the margin of the lake, almost under the evening shadow of the house, looking towards Snakes Island. There were two things about Mardykes he specially disliked.
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