The recommendations it possessed thronged as it were together, and made but one impression on my intellect.

Remoter effects and collateral dangers I saw not.
Perhaps the pause of an instant had sufficed to call them up.

The improbability that the influence which governed Wieland was external or human; the tendency of this stratagem to sanction so fatal an error, or substitute a more destructive rage in place of this; the sufficiency of Carwin's mere muscular forces to counteract the efforts, and restrain the fury of Wieland, might, at a second glance, have been discovered; but no second glance was allowed.

My first thought hurried me to action, and, fixing my eyes upon Carwin I exclaimed-- "O wretch! once more hast thou come?
Let it be to abjure thy malice; to counterwork this hellish stratagem; to turn from me and from my brother, this desolating rage! "Testify thy innocence or thy remorse: exert the powers which pertain to thee, whatever they be, to turn aside this ruin.

Thou art the author of these horrors! What have I done to deserve thus to die?
How have I merited this unrelenting persecution?
I adjure thee, by that God whose voice thou hast dared to counterfeit, to save my life! "Wilt thou then go?
leave me! Succourless!" Carwin listened to my intreaties unmoved, and turned from me.