Varney the Vampire eBook

Thomas Peckett Prest
This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 1,239 pages of information about Varney the Vampire.

Varney the Vampire eBook

Thomas Peckett Prest
This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 1,239 pages of information about Varney the Vampire.

“This was precisely my story, and from that moment I believed myself to be one of those horrible, but charmed beings, doomed to such a protracted existence.  The notion grew upon me day by day, and hour by hour, until it became quite a fixed and strong belief, and I was deceiving no one when I played the horrible part that has been attributed to me.”

“But you don’t mean to say that you believe you are a vampyre now?” said the admiral.

“I say nothing, and know not what to think.  I am a desperate man, and what there is at all human in me, strange to say, all of you whom I sought to injure, have awakened.”

“Heed not that,” said Henry, “but continue your narrative.  We have forgiven everything, and that ought to suffice to quiet your mind upon such a subject.”

“I will continue; and, believe me, I will conceal nothing from you.  I look upon the words I am now uttering as a full, candid, and free confession; and, therefore, it shall be complete.

“The idea struck me that if, by taking advantage of my supposed preternatural gifts, I could drive you from Bannerworth Hall, I should have it to myself to hunt through at my leisure, and possibly find the treasure.  I had heard from Marmaduke Bannerworth some slight allusion to concealing the money behind a picture that was in a bed-room called the panelled chamber.  By inquiry, I ascertained that in that bed-room slept Flora Bannerworth.

“I had resolved, however, at first to try pacific measures, and accordingly, as you are well aware, I made various proposals to you to purchase or to rent Bannerworth Hall, the whole of which you rejected; so that I found myself compelled to adopt the original means that had suggested themselves to me, and endeavour to terrify you from the house.

“By prowling about, I made myself familiar with the grounds, and with all the plan of the residence, and then one night made my appearance in Flora’s chamber by the window.”

“But how do you account,” said Charles Holland, “for your extraordinary likeness to the portrait?”

“It is partly natural, for I belong to a collateral branch of the family; and it was previously arranged.  I had seen the portrait in Marmaduke Bannerworth’s time, and I knew some of its peculiarities and dress sufficiently well to imitate them.  I calculated upon producing a much greater effect by such an imitation; and it appears that I was not wrong, for I did produce it to the full.”

“You did, indeed,” said Henry; “and if you did not bring conviction to our minds that you were what you represented yourself to be, you at least staggered our judgments upon the occasion, and left us in a position of great doubt and difficulty.”

“I did; I did all that, I know I did; and, by pursuing that line of conduct, I, at last, I presume, entirely forced you from the house.”

“That you did.”

“Flora fainted when I entered her chamber; and the moment I looked upon her sweet countenance my heart smote me for what I was about; but I solemnly aver, that my lips never touched her, and that, beyond the fright, she suffered nothing from Varney, the vampyre.”

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