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第57章

"Hush, hush? do not let them hear yet!" whispered Miriam."I frighten you, you say; for Heaven's sake, how? Am I strange? Is there anything wild in my behavior?""Only for that moment," replied Hilda, "because you seemed to doubt God's providence.""We will talk of that another time," said her friend."Just now it is very dark to me."On the left of the Piazza of the Campidoglio, as you face cityward, and at the head of the long and stately flight of steps descending from theCapitoline Hill to the level of lower Rome, there is a narrow lane or passage.Into this the party of our friends now turned.The path ascended a little, and ran along under the walls of a palace, but soon passed through a gateway, and terminated in a small paved courtyard.It was bordered by a low parapet.

The spot, for some reason or other, impressed them as exceedingly lonely.On one side was the great height of the palace, with the moonshine falling over it, and showing all the windows barred and shuttered.Not a human eye could look down into the little courtyard, even if the seemingly deserted palace had a tenant.On all other sides of its narrow compass there was nothing but the parapet, which as it now appeared was built right on the edge of a steep precipice.Gazing from its imminent brow, the party beheld a crowded confusion of roofs spreading over the whole space between them and the line of hills that lay beyond the Tiber.A long, misty wreath, just dense enough to catch a little of the moonshine, floated above the houses, midway towards the hilly line, and showed the course of the unseen river.Far away on the right, the moon gleamed on the dome of St.Peter's as well as on many lesser and nearer domes.

"What a beautiful view of the city!" exclaimed Hilda; "and I never saw Rome from this point before.""It ought to afford a good prospect," said the sculptor; "for it was from this point--at least we are at liberty to think so, if we choose--that many a famous Roman caught his last glimpse of his native city, and of all other earthly things.This is one of the sides of the Tarpeian Rock.Look over the parapet, and see what a sheer tumble there might still be for a traitor, in spite of the thirty feet of soil that have accumulated at the foot of the precipice."They all bent over, and saw that the cliff fell perpendicularly downward to about the depth, or rather more, at which the tall palace rose in height above their heads.Not that it was still the natural, shaggy front of the original precipice; for it appeared to be cased in ancient stonework, through which the primeval rock showed its face here and there grimly and doubtfully.Mosses grew on the slight projections, and little shrubs sprouted out of the crevices, but could not much soften the stern aspect ofthe cliff.Brightly as the Italian moonlight fell adown the height, it scarcely showed what portion of it was man's work and what was nature's, but left it all in very much the same kind of ambiguity and half-knowledge in which antiquarians generally leave the identity of Roman remains.

The roofs of some poor-looking houses, which had been built against the base and sides of the cliff, rose nearly midway to the top; but from an angle of the parapet there was a precipitous plunge straight downward into a stonepaved court.

"I prefer this to any other site as having been veritably the Traitor's Leap," said Kenyon, "because it was so convenient to the Capitol.It was an admirable idea of those stern old fellows to fling their political criminals down from the very summit on which stood the Senate House and Jove's Temple, emblems of the institutions which they sought to violate.It symbolizes how sudden was the fall in those days from the utmost height of ambition to its profoundest ruin.""Come, come; it is midnight," cried another artist, "too late to be moralizing here.We are literally dreaming on the edge of a precipice.Let us go home.""It is time, indeed," said Hilda.

The sculptor was not without hopes that he might be favored with the sweet charge of escorting Hilda to the foot of her tower.Accordingly, when the party prepared to turn back, he offered her his arm.Hilda at first accepted it; but when they had partly threaded the passage between the little courtyard and the Piazza del Campidoglio, she discovered that Miriam had remained behind.

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