[Undine by Friedrich de la Motte Fouque]@TWC D-Link bookUndine CHAPTER 2 12/14
At last, raising their fingers all smutched with ore, they pointed them at me in scorn; and wilder and wilder, and thicker and thicker, and madder and madder, the crowd were clambering up to where I sat gazing at these wonders. Then terror seized me, as it had before seized my horse.
I drove my spurs into his sides, and how far he rushed with me through the forest, during this second of my wild heats, it is impossible to say. "At last, when I had now come to a dead halt again, the cool of evening was around me.
I caught the gleam of a white footpath through the branches of the trees; and presuming it would lead me out of the forest toward the city, I was desirous of working my way into it.
But a face, perfectly white and indistinct, with features ever changing, kept thrusting itself out and peering at me between the leaves.
I tried to avoid it, but wherever I went, there too appeared the unearthly face.
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