Angelina: Or, The Mystery of St. Mark's Abbey — page 100: what you’re looking at

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THE MYSTERY OF ST. MARK’S ABBEY. 87 ‘> Ah! say you so ?”’ eagerly demanded Angelina 3 ‘‘ Oh, do ‘not deceive me ;—do not play with my feelings, but tell me at once what——’” ‘¢ For Heaven’s sake, Miss,” said Bridget, looking fearfully aroand her, “do be more cautious in what you say, for should we be overheard, not enly would all chance of your enlargement be at an end, but both our lives would be sure to be sacrificed.--If you will abide by what I shall advise, and do not act rashty, before the moraing, I have no doubt you will be at liberty.” “ Delightfol word!” sald Angeline in a voice of. extacy — but cas you speak seriously or aré you only-——~” “What interest could it be for me to deceive you, Mies?’’ interrupted Bridget reproachfally ¢ “bat you will svon be convinced of the sincerity of my words—listen—I have something to relate to you which it ia necessary you should koow, in order that you may understand the circumstances that have led to what I am commissioned to inform you of.’ Our heroine descended from the bed, drew a chair close to where Bridget was about te sit, and prepared to Nsten to her with the greatest anxiety and impatience. Bridget first closed the outer door, and having looked into the secret apartment, to be certain that no one was concealed there, re- turned to Angelina, and taking a eeat hy her side, began as followa:— ‘<< 'You must know, Miss, or perkaps you do know, that there is a cele- brated smuggler about these parts, called Captain Clifford, or Hugh Clifford, which is the name he chooses fo go by, though I have heard that it is not big right one ; however, that’s nothing at all to do with my present subject.’’ * Je the person of whom you speak, a young man ?” interrupted Angelina, eagerly. ‘* Yes, indeed is he,’’ replied Bridget, ‘‘ and a handsome young man too; with features so mild yet dignified; eyes so bright, and enough to pierce you through, and a form so tall, and se graceful, that I do not wander he should have made so many conquests of the young damscis’ hearts.” it must be him ;” observed oor heroine. ‘< Oh, then you do know him,”’ said Bridget inquiringly, ‘‘ and maretere he did not deceive me ?”’ . 69 think I have seen the fodividual of whom you speak,’’ returned Ange- line with a blush, and a confased manner. *s Think—ah, there is no thinking in the matter ;°’ remarked Bridget; ‘‘ the whole of it is, that you need not be ashamed to acknowledge that yau -know Captain Clifford, for, althongh he is a amuggler, there is not a more noble man in existence, and, for my part, [ do not see any particular erime in what he does; and he has been driven to it by misfortune, and not by choice. He. is one of the most generous benefactors to the poor, (whom he con- siders deserving of relief), that ever existed. “6 At any rate you seem to know him,” said Angelina, ‘Ah, Miss, you are right there, replied Bridget, ‘when Rufus gained the consent of my parents, to make me his wife,a young man, to whom J had been fondly attached, and who loved me sincerely in return, was so cut up at tho circumstance, that he left his regular employment, and joined the crew belonging to one of Captain Clifford’s vessels; poor Jerome ; it was a cruel thing on the part of my parents to force me to marry a man against my @ COL OO SS (CO)