So Nell was left alone, and in a very few minutes slept
profoundly.
This event caused a great
sensation, not only in the coal
mines, but in Stirlingshire, and
ultimately throughout the kingdom.
The strangeness of the story was exaggerated; the affair could not have
made more
commotion had they found the girl enclosed in the solid rock,
like one of those antediluvian creatures who have occasionally
been released by a stroke of the pickax from their stony prison.
Nell became a
fashionable wonder without
knowing it.
Superstitious folks made her story a new subject for legendary marvels,
and were inclined to think, as Jack Ryan told Harry, that Nell
was the spirit of the mines.
"Be it so, Jack," said the young man; "but at any rate she
is the good spirit. It can have been none but she who
brought us bread and water when we were shut up down there;
and as to the bad spirit, who must still be in the mine,
we'll catch him some day."
Of course James Starr had been at once informed of all this, and came,
as soon as the young girl had
sufficiently recovered her strength,
to see her, and endeavor to question her carefully.
She appeared
ignorant of nearly everything relating to life, and,
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wanting in many
elementary ideas,
such as time, for
instance. She had never been used to its division,
and the words signifying hours, days, months, and years were
unknown to her.
Her eyes, accustomed to the night, were pained by the glare of
the electric discs; but in the dark her sight was
wonderfully keen,
the pupil dilated in a
remarkable manner, and she could
see where to others there appeared
profound obscurity.
It was certain that her brain had never received any
impressionof the outer world, that her eyes had never looked beyond the mine,
and that these
somber depths had been all the world to her.
The poor girl probably knew not that there were a sun and stars,
towns and counties, a
mightyuniversecomposed of myriads of worlds.
But until she comprehended the
significance of words at present
conveying no
precise meaning to her, it was impossible to ascertain
what she knew.
As to whether or not Nell had lived alone in the recesses
of New Aberfoyle, James Starr was obliged to remain uncertain;
indeed, any
allusion to the subject excited
evident alarm in
the mind of this strange girl. Either Nell could not or would
not reply to questions, but that some secret
existed in
connection with the place, which she could
have explained, was manifest.
"Should you like to stay with us? Should you like to go back
to where we found you?" asked James Starr.
"Oh, yes!" exclaimed the
maiden, in answer to his first question;
but a cry of
terror was all she seemed able to say to the second.
James Starr, as well as Simon and Harry Ford, could not help feeling
a certain
amount of
uneasiness with regard to this
persistent silence.
They found it impossible to forget all that had appeared so inexplicable
at the time they made the discovery of the coal mine; and although
that was three years ago, and nothing new had happened, they always
expected some fresh attack on the part of the
invisible enemy.
They
resolved to
explore the
mysterious well, and did so, well armed
and in
considerable numbers. But nothing
suspicious was to be seen;
the shaft communicated with lower stages of the crypt, hollowed out
in the carboniferous bed.
Many a time did James Starr, Simon, and Harry talk over these things.
If one or more malevolent beings were
concealed in the coal-pit,
and there concocted
mischief, Nell surely could have warned
them of it, yet she said nothing. The slightest
allusionto her past life brought on such fits of
violent emotion,
that it was judged best to avoid the subject for the present.
Her secret would certainly escape her by-and-by.
By the time Nell had been a
fortnight in the
cottage, she had become
a most
intelligent and
zealousassistant to old Madge. It was clear
that she
instinctively felt she should remain in the
dwelling where she
had been so charitably received, and perhaps never dreamt of quitting it.
This family was all in all to her, and to the good folks themselves
Nell had seemed an adopted child from the moment when she first came
beneath their roof. Nell was in truth a
charming creature; her new mode
of
existence added to her beauty, for these were no doubt the first
happy days of her life, and her heart was full of
gratitude towards
those to whom she owed them. Madge felt towards her as a mother would;
the old woman doted upon her; in short, she was
beloved by everybody.
Jack Ryan only regretted one thing, which was that he had not saved
her himself. Friend
Jack often came to the
cottage. He sang, and Nell, who had never
heard singing before, admired it greatly; but anyone might see
that she preferred to Jack's songs the graver conversation of Harry,
from whom by degrees she
learnt truths
concerning the outer world,
of which
hitherto she had known nothing.
It must be said that, since Nell had appeared in her own person,
Jack Ryan had been obliged to admit that his
belief in hobgoblins
was in a
measure weakened. A couple of months later his credulity
experienced a further shock. About that time Harry
unexpectedly made
a discovery which, in part at least, accounted for the apparition
of the fire-
maidens among the ruins of Dundonald Castle at Irvine.
During several days he had been engaged in exploring the
remote galleries
of the
prodigiousexcavation towards the south. At last he scrambled with
difficulty up a narrow passage which branched off through the upper rock.
To his great
astonishment, he suddenly found himself in the open air.
The passage, after ascending obliquely to the surface of the ground,
led out directly among the ruins of Dundonald Castle.
There was,
therefore, a
communication between New Aberfoyle and the hills
crowned by this ancient castle. The upper entrance to this gallery,
being completely
concealed by stones and brushwood, was
invisiblefrom without; at the time of their search,
therefore, the magistrates
had been able to discover nothing.
A few days afterwards, James Starr, guided by Harry, came himself to
inspect this curious natural
opening into the coal mine. "Well," said he,
"here is enough to
convince the most
superstitious among us.
Farewell to all their brownies, goblins, and fire-
maidens now!"
"I hardly think, Mr. Starr, we ought to
congratulate ourselves,"
replied Harry. "Whatever it is we have instead of these things,
it can't be better, and may be worse than they are."
"That's true, Harry," said the engineer; "but what's to be done?
It is plain that,
whatever the beings are who hide in the mine,
they reach the surface of the earth by this passage.
No doubt it was the light of torches waved by them during
that dark and stormy night which attracted the MOTALA towards
the rocky coast, and like the wreckers
of former days, they would have plundered the
unfortunatevessel, had it
not been for Jack Ryan and his friends. Anyhow, so far it is
evident,
and here is the mouth of the den. As to its occupants, the question is--
Are they here still?"
"I say yes; because Nell trembles when we mention them--
yes, because Nell will not, or dare not, speak about them,"
answered Harry in a tone of decision.
Harry was surely in the right. Had these
mysterious denizens
of the pit
abandoned it, or ceased to visit the spot, what reason
could the girl have had for keeping silence?
James Starr could not rest till he had penetrated this mystery.
He foresaw that the whole future of the new
excavations must depend
upon it. Renewed and
strict precautions were
therefore taken.
The authorities were informed of the discovery of the entrance.
Watchers were placed among the ruins of the castle.
Harry himself lay hid for several nights in the thickets
of brushwood which clothed the hill-side.
Nothing was discovered--no human being emerged from the
opening.
So most people came to the
conclusion that the villains had
been finally dislodged from the mine, and that, as to Nell,
they must suppose her to be dead at the bottom of the shaft
where they had left her.