CHAPTER XXXIX.

While Bethlem Gabor became every day more confirmed in his antipathy

against me, I reposed in him an unsuspecting confidence--a confidence

more extensive than I had, since the singular and fatal acquisition I

had made, reposed in any other man. Frequently for a considerable time

together he resided under my roof; frequently we went forth together

in those excursions which either my projects or his views rendered

it necessary for us to make. In his character of a nobleman of great

consideration in his native country, he was now rising like a phœnix

from its ashes. His castles were repairing; his property was restored;

the list of his retainers daily became more numerous; he revived and

carefully recruited the martial band, which, in the first exacerbations

of his despair, he had dismissed from his service. My purse and all

that I had were his; he never made a demand upon me that I did not

instantly supply; I reaped a particular pleasure from the largeness and

frequency of his requisitions; there was nothing for which I was more

anxious, than to bind him to me in indissoluble ties of gratitude and

affection.

Little, alas! did I understand the compound of tenderness and ferocity,

of decisiveness and inscrutability, with which I was now concerned.

My friend, such I esteemed him, had been absent some time; I expected

his return to my residence at Buda; and anxious to pay him every mark

of attention and respect, I set out to meet him. It was scarcely safe,

during the existing hostilities between the Austrians and the Turks, to

travel any where without a guard; I had the precaution in the present

instance to take with me an attendance of twenty men.

It was after having partaken of a slight and early dinner that I set

out on my excursion. The season was remarkably fine, and the air genial

and balsamic. I scarcely ever commenced any tour with more agreeable

sensations. The harvest was already ripe; and, as I passed along, I

saw reapers from time to time entering upon the first essay of their

interesting occupation. I felt that I had at length surmounted one of

those difficulties, with which I had been so strongly assailed, and to

which I had refused to yield. If I were not free from apprehensions

from the arbitrary nature of the government under which I lived,

I believed however that I had nothing further to dread from the

misconstruction and animosity of the nation I preserved. My anxiety as

to whether I should be able to substantiate the benefit I had sought to

confer, was at an end; and I had little doubt that, with the plenteous

crops which were on the point of being gathered, my popularity would

return, and the gratitude of my clients become more ardent than ever.

It was a delicious enjoyment that I now experienced; the pleasures that

the eye unavoidably takes in from the spectacle of a luxuriant autumn,

became blended in my mind with the ideas of famine put to flight, my

own rectitude vindicated, and the benevolent purposes realised, the

prosecution of which had cost me so profound a heartache.

We at length passed the lines of the soldiers planted for the defence

of the soil against the depredations of the enemy. I had calculated

that I should meet my guest a few leagues from Buda; I was deceived

in my estimate. The day however of his arrival was fixed; I could not

be mistaken in his route; I resolved not to turn back without meeting

him. The road I took led upon the borders of that part of Hungary which

owned the Austrian yoke; the shades of night were fast gathering round

us, and we heard at a distance the alarm-guns and the drums of the

enemy. I was not however a novice in the appearances of a country, the

seat of military excursions and war; and, if my mind were not wholly

free from perturbation and uncertainty, I at least resolved not to be

turned aside from my purpose. We travelled two hours longer; still

no notice of the approach of Bethlem Gabor. At length a question was

started whether we were still in the right road, and I thought it

advisable to hold a sort of council of war to deliberate respecting our

further proceedings. Having assembled my attendants for that purpose,

I was now first struck with the apprehensions and timidity which they

unanimously betrayed. They had been drawn out rather for show, and to

keep accidental stragglers in awe, than with the expectation of actual

service. I became sensible that nothing was to be hoped from their

resistance in the event of an action; and the utmost I could aim at was

in the mean time to hold them together by the sentiment of a common

danger.

It was resolved to return; I began to be apprehensive that Bethlem

Gabor had been prevented by some unexpected occurrence from observing

his appointment. Scarcely had we faced about, before we heard a body of

cavalry approaching us. I called to my party to halt. I soon discerned,

from symptoms not difficult to be remarked by a careful observer, that

the party at hand was composed of Austro-Hungarians. We had every thing

to fear from them. I held myself bound under these circumstances first

to make experiment of the fleetness of our horses. I however charged my

people to keep together, and not to suffer the enemy, by means of our

inadvertence and folly, to make an easy prize of us one after another.

In a short time I found that our pursuers sensibly gained ground upon

us. I was mounted upon an excellent beast, and could easily have rode

away from my troop, while they would have been placed as a sort of

intercepting object between me and the enemy. But I had too much of a

military spirit not instantly to reject so inglorious an expedient. I

called a second time to my attendants to halt. I judged that the party

of our antagonists was less numerous than ours. I was convinced that

our common safety depended upon our concerted resistance. Filled with

the gallantry that my situation inspired, I did not perceive, till it

was too late, that my present call to halt was attended to by few; even

those few rather hung back, divided between apprehension and shame. I

was the foremost, and, before I was aware, I found myself, through

the means of the darkness, enveloped by the enemy. From my appearance

they judged that I was the master, and the rest my attendants; they

contented themselves therefore with the prize they had made, and did

not give themselves the trouble to pursue the fugitives. They eagerly

enquired of me who I was; and, comparing my answers with various

circumstances which rumour had brought to their ear, they easily

concluded that I was the rich stranger of Buda. The character they had

heard of me did not produce in these freebooters any sentiments of

forbearance, or demonstrations of respect; the only point about which

persons of their habits were concerned, was how they should make the

greatest advantage of what the fortune of war had thrown in their way.

While they were consulting, and various expedients were started by

one and another for this purpose, a second alarm was given, and one

of the party being despatched to reconnoitre, presently returned with

intelligence, that the persons approaching were horsemen of the enemy,

and that they amounted, as he guessed, to forty in number. Upon this

information the party whose prisoner I was, agreed to return with

all expedition by the way they had come, and commanded me upon pain

of death to proceed in their company. This menace had not the effect

to deprive me of courage or presence of mind; and I easily conceived

that the readiest way to deliver myself from my embarrassment would be

to join at the first opportunity the band of Turco-Hungarians, whose

approach had occasioned our sudden retreat. The darkness of the night

was favourable to my purpose; and, taking advantage of a sudden winding

in the road, I slackened all at once the pace of my horse without being

observed by my companions, who, as the enemy approached, had now their

thoughts almost wholly intent upon the safety of their retreat. They

passed me; and I no sooner perceived that to be the case, than, covered

from their observation by the intervening inclosure, I turned my horse,

and gradually, as my distance from my keepers increased, urged him to a

fuller speed. It was not long before I came up with the band which had

produced our alarm; and hailing them with the acclamation, “Long live

the mighty sultan!” was without difficulty admitted into their troop. I

instantly understood to my great joy that this was the party of Bethlem

Gabor that I had come out to meet.

He received me with much cordiality, and seemed greatly rejoiced that

fortune had made him the instrument of my rescue. He proposed however

that, having met on the road, I should now, instead of proceeding to

Buda, return with him to his northern castle, from which our distance

was scarcely greater than from the metropolis. The proposal was such

as I had not expected, nor could I well comprehend the purpose with

which it was made. But the habitual demeanour of Bethlem Gabor neither

accorded with his minutely assigning a reason for what he did, nor

was calculated to encourage enquiry in another. I saw no material

objection, and therefore felt little scruple in yielding to his

desires. Our brief consultation on this point passed at some little

distance from the rest of the troop.

When the morning broke, the first thing that excited my attention was

the appearance of his followers. They were full forty in number, well

mounted, of a large and athletic figure, with sun-burnt faces, immense

whiskers and a ferocious countenance. I thought I had never seen so

tremendous a band. To me they were every one of them strangers; of

all the persons that surrounded me, the only one of whom I had the

slightest knowledge was Bethlem Gabor himself. I know not why it was,

but I no sooner beheld my situation than I was struck with alarm. I

saw myself completely in the power of a man who three months before

was ignorant even of my existence. I had not a single attendant of

my own, not an individual with me over whom I had personal authority

or command. I had no reason to distrust my host; towards me his

demeanour had ever been frank, confidential, and manly; I had every

imaginable claim upon his generosity and his gratitude. But our senses

are often the masters of our mind, and reason vainly opposes itself

to the liveliness of their impressions. Every time that I lifted my

eyes, and saw myself hemmed in by these barbarians, my heart seemed

involuntarily to fail me. Bethlem Gabor too appeared to neglect me;

he had never shown himself so little obliging and attentive as at this

moment; and, aided by the rest of the scene, I thought I had never

beheld him so deformed or so tremendous. I was more than half inclined

to wish myself again a prisoner with the Austrians.

When we arrived at the castle, we were all of us fatigued and hungry;

we had roamed during the whole night. A repast was prepared; we sat

down to partake of it. “Excuse me,” said Bethlem Gabor, in a low voice

as he passed me, “that I this night offer you the fare of a soldier;

to-morrow you shall be accommodated in a different manner.” The words

were innocent; the proceeding natural; but there was a mysterious

gloom, at least as I thought, in the tone in which he spoke, that

electrified me. The hall in which we supped was spacious and lofty; the

naked walls and rafters were imbrowned with age. Though it was daybreak

as we entered, the windows were still darkened, and the apartment was

illuminated only by the partial glare of lamps depending from the roof.

As I sat at table with the troop of my host, I appeared to myself as if

inclosed in a cavern of banditti. Though excellent partisans, skilful

in execution, and perfect in their discipline, they were unpolished

in their manners and brutal in their conversation. I had been inured

from infancy to all the refinement that the age in which I lived had

any where to boast; and, amidst the various evils I had suffered, that

of being associated with the vulgar and the base had never presented

itself. While they uttered, now a loathsome jest, and now a sanguinary

ejaculation, I became ashamed of my species, and the pride of manhood

perished within me. They however paid little attention either to my

feelings or my person; and, accustomed as I had been, whether with

friends or enemies, to be regarded as of some importance, I found

myself unaccountably and suddenly dwindled into a cipher. I felt it

like a release from the state of a galley-slave, when Bethlem Gabor

proposed that we should break up our meeting and retire to rest.

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