Glorious Nemesis by Ladislav Klíma

Author:Ladislav Klíma
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Tags: Horror, Philosophy
ISBN: 9788086264394
Publisher: Twisted Spoon Press
Published: 1932-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

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In his rapture Sider did not know quite what he was promising.

As he was fleeing the lunatic asylum he knew only one thing for certain: he must go away at once. Where to, he had no idea. He hopped on a train at random just as it was pulling out, having first purchased several of the most recent magazines and newspapers.

“Surely I will now read that Barbora was not murdered,” he said to himself, having calmed down somewhat as the train set off. “In that case – back to Cortona!” But at that moment the horrific nature of Errata’s account fully dawned on him ... “I’m not going to have the strength to do it,” he felt. “The hellishness of the whole affair might have tempted me before, now it only crushes me. I’m exhausted, I’m lost.” He picked up a newspaper numbly and read:

“News of the murder of the oldest woman in our country, one-hundred-and-thirty-seven-year-old Barbora. On the basis of medical evidence, it has been ascertained beyond all doubt that the old woman was strangled. Among other indicators, strangulation marks were found on her neck. The iniquitous, clearly perverted perpetrator of this incredibly heinous crime has not yet been apprehended. Details of his appearance, however, are known (there followed a fairly accurate description of his person), as is the direction in which he fled. His probable destination is the town of N.N., known for its mental institution. The degenerate’s motive was money, as indicated by the statement made by Háta, the ninety-five-year-old daughter of Old Barbora, grief-stricken by the death of her dearly beloved mother, who said a sum of money went missing from the table drawer, as did some jewellery. Everyone hopes that this unprecedented scoundrel will end up in the hands of the penal system before long.”

At the same time Sider chuckled a chill ran through his body that made him shudder, and this brought him relief. The heavy burden of having to make his own unprompted decision had fallen from his shoulders. – “Where to now?” he asked himself. “Ah, I will go home. The big city is the easiest place to get lost in. – And I have seen Her there on three occasions. I will go to Cliff Street: I feel Old Barbora’s doppelgänger, a wise woman, will provide me with an explanation for all this. Yes, all my hopes lie with her at the moment ... Damn it all, it’s still not entirely certain that Orea is – the spirit of the mountain. Although Errata is not insane, she’s about as far from being able to evaluate matters soberly as I am from having robbed Old Barbora’s place. Yes, that’s the way it is!”

He calmed down considerably. – He got off at the next station and, travelling by train, automobile, horse, foot, as circuitously as possible to put off his pursuers, he reached his hometown on 10 June.

He slept all morning and devoted the afternoon to disguising his appearance. Before leaving the house

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