Angelina: Or, The Mystery of St. Mark's Abbey — page 115: what you’re looking at

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~™ 102 AKGELINAS O68, amazement, why should yeu fcel so deep ap interest in one who is — a stranger to ywo 7" ~ A stranger!” reiterated Kate, with a melancholy smife,—“* bat ne matter ; ——-eek net to know «that which time only can unravel. Fellow me !” Finding that it would be useless to question her farther, Mr. Woodie Id aGectionately embraced his niece, and obeyed. * 4+ CHAPTER XXYI. Kate of the Ruins, lei Mr. Woodfield to a eomfortable-looking apartment mut far from the chamber in which she had left our heroine, and there lacing a ‘lamp upon the table, she was about to bid him good night, when, just as she reached the door, a sudden thought seemed to strike her, and turning back, she said :— “* Whatever noises you may hear in the night, which may sound strange to you, I must beg that you will take no notice of, as you may rest con- fident that no harm shall come to either you or the beauteous maiden, who is under my protectfod for the night. There are many mysterious circumstances conn eted with this old abbey, which time may perhaps unravel, and which must work their own course. Be cautioned by what I say, and be silent about all that you may see or hear.” Without giving Mr. Woodfield time to make any reply to thig speech, Kate of the Ruins waived her band, ang left the former to hix conjectures. Tke mote he reflected on ithe behaviour and.words of Kate, the more was he struck with the singularity of her character, and at a loss to fathom it: At first he had, notwithstanding his disbelief in the supernatural, been half- tempted to imagine that she had some Knowledge of the black art, but that idea was now entirely altered, and be was inclined to form a better opinion of the motives of her. ‘conduct, which seemed kind and gentle, although she thought proper to involve them in such a garb of ambiguity. The frequent warnings she had given him as regarded the safety of Angelina ; the mysterious words she had uttered tu him in the wood ; the deep interest she seemed ta take in her fate, and various other facts combined to astonish and bew ilder the mind of Mr. Woodfield,.and the more he reflected, the deeper did he become entangled and lost in the maze of wond: ‘r, doubt, and perplexity. What could make her take up to that singular life, and how was it that she seemed to be so intimately acquainted with the affairs of other persons? Hugh Clif- ford, about whom there was as gruch mystery.as Kate, seemed to be well ac- quajoted with her, and yet he most studiously avoided talking about her ; and notwithttanding that Mr. Woodfield had frequently thrown out hints upon the subject, he had never been able to elicit anything from bim which was at all calculated to gratify his curiosity, Often as he looked ‘narrowly into her countenance, he could npg help thinking ‘that there uas something in ‘t which was remarkably familiar to bim, and the tones of hes voice atruck bim as being like those he had often heard before, uuder diffe rent circumstances, aud in far happier scenes; but yet did he rack his brain in vain to en- COL @ NOOKS ACO ww,