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"There soon, however, appeared some drawbacks. In the first place, Millarca complained of extreme languor the weakness that remained after her late illness and she never emerged from her room till the afternoon was pretty far advanced.
In the particular instance of which I have given you a relation, Mircalla seemed to be limited to a name which, if not her real one, should at least reproduce, without the omission or addition of a single letter, those, as we say, anagrammatically, which compose it. Carmilla did this; so did Millarca.
"She whispered a few words to her daughter, kissed her hurriedly twice, and went away, accompanied by the pale gentleman in black, and disappeared in the crowd. "'In the next room, said Millarca, 'there is a window that looks upon the hall door. I should like to see the last of mamma, and to kiss my hand to her. "We assented, of course, and accompanied her to the window.
We did so, and walked up and down the terrace that lies under the castle windows. "Millarca became very intimate with us, and amused us with lively descriptions and stories of most of the great people whom we saw upon the terrace. I liked her more and more every minute. Her gossip without being ill-natured, was extremely diverting to me, who had been so long out of the great world.
"'She is gone, said Millarca, with a sigh. "'She is gone, I repeated to myself, for the first time in the hurried moments that had elapsed since my consent reflecting upon the folly of my act. "'She did not look up, said the young lady, plaintively. "'The Countess had taken off her mask, perhaps, and did not care to show her face, I said; 'and she could not know that you were in the window.
The two ladies assailed me together, and I must confess the refined and beautiful face of the young lady, about which there was something extremely engaging, as well as the elegance and fire of high birth, determined me; and, quite overpowered, I submitted, and undertook, too easily, the care of the young lady, whom her mother called Millarca.
Speculating I know not what, I struck at her instantly with my sword; but I saw her standing near the door, unscathed. Horrified, I pursued, and struck again. She was gone; and my sword flew to shivers against the door. "I can't describe to you all that passed on that horrible night. The whole house was up and stirring. The specter Millarca was gone.
Very late, she said, she had got to the housekeeper's bedroom in despair of finding us, and had then fallen into a deep sleep which, long as it was, had hardly sufficed to recruit her strength after the fatigues of the ball. "That day Millarca came home with us. I was only too happy, after all, to have secured so charming a companion for my dear girl." The Woodman
At the same moment, by a fatality that seems to have predetermined all that happened, my poor child came to my side, and, in an undertone, besought me to invite her new friend, Millarca, to pay us a visit. She had just been sounding her, and thought, if her mamma would allow her, she would like it extremely.
"She was at first visited by appalling dreams; then, as she fancied, by a specter, sometimes resembling Millarca, sometimes in the shape of a beast, indistinctly seen, walking round the foot of her bed, from side to side. "Lastly came sensations. One, not unpleasant, but very peculiar, she said, resembled the flow of an icy stream against her breast.
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