Angelina: Or, The Mystery of St. Mark's Abbey — page 127: what you’re looking at

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116 ANGELINA ; ER; - poiscreant has Gred at me, near this cetiage,—I am faint with WE less of blood, but I do not think 1 am dangeroudy wedaded +1 cannot farther, atd-———” rn Hugh Clifford could not say another Wetd; but completely exhitasted, Would have sudk to the earth, had not Angeliaa atid Latta (dé appeatéd to be completely struck either with iba slagulatity of the cirenmstance, or the peanty of the smuggler captain, but prébably froth Both edused,) supported hii j “ Pray assist we to lead tim igte the céttigt, aud 1 will then go fdr the astistance of a doctor ; do net bésitate, I beswich you, of Me will diss” urged Angélina, fervendy: Mis. Woodfield looliéd astosithed at the oarnbst- ness of her iianner, but prompted by feUltngs of Mamahity dis did is the Was desired, and placidg hint id & chair) enfexvoutdd: (6 stop the Wduid, from which the bleod ewed profusely: *- >=. Itis the préserver of my Hizey’ said ode hervind, in reply td the inqitir- ing looke of het aust and Lauray ‘oh, God! what murildfous hand bes déne this; alas! should He die !<”’ | . ; Hagh Clifford, who bed at that motent fétoveted, aad overhtatd thé ob- se: vations she made use of, looked up, and stiiliiy gtatefully upon her, said, ‘jo a faint voleew— | “1 thank you, from my heatt I thatik yot' for tle anxisty you express, fair damsel ;—but E require the tmimedjate aitendance of--—’’ ‘+1 will hasten for a doctor,” cried Angelina, eagetly, and unable to conceal the deep anguish whieb filled hor breasé at the slitation of Hagh. Aé she made a motion to go towards the door, howévér, he, by « significant éxpressith, recalled her, and beckoning her to cofhé nearer, he observed ;— ‘SNo, no, sweet damsel, that must not be ;—« stranger might—bat you understand me ?”° - . Ido,” replied Angelina, “hut what is to be done ?—you must not be left to die!’ | ‘ Hagh Clifford once more thanked the agitated maiden with his looks, and said ;— ‘* Your uncle,—is he not within 3” “ “ He is not,” replied Angelina. re | ae <6 That is unfortunate,” said the wounded man 32 would sond to Saint Mark’s Abbey, and let Kate know what has happened, and she would hasten to my assistance.” | 7 | ‘6 Endeavour to stop the Howing of the blood,” returned Angelina, “ and I will myself hasten to the abbey.” - ‘¢ You, child! and at such a time /* said Mrs. Woodfield, in astonishment ; bat Angelina heard her not, for before she had finished the senterce, she had hastily snatched her bonnet and cloak from behiad the door, and was en her way to the abbey ruins. | Filled with the utmost alarm, the maiden fled with precipitation, and in avery short time reached the ruins, which she entered, but was at a less which way to proceed, or how to obtain an interview with Kate. It was cam- pletely dark, and the solemn silence which reigned around, filled her bosom with dread, but the perilous situation of Hugh Clifferd quickly banished every other thought, and after a pause, she endeavoured te find out the stair- case which led to the apar(ment, whither Kate had conducted ber and ber COL @ NOOKS ACO mn _