Angelina: Or, The Mystery of St. Mark's Abbey — page 157: what you’re looking at

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144 ANGELINA; OR, “That’s just what I was going to do, Miss, only you interrapted me,” ob- served the girl;—‘‘ well, the man touched me under the chin, and said, ‘ Good morning to you, my pretty lass; you are the servant here, I presume.’ Well, | Migs, I must say that I thogght this was rather impartin-nt, hows'ever 1 an- swered, ‘I don’t see what difference it can make to you whether I am a . sarvant here or not ; sarvants is as good as other people, if not better, for any- thing I know.’ ‘ Well, well,’ said the man, ‘ don’t yeu go to be cross, my dear, I didn’t mean to offend you. I suppose you have something more to do now you have a visitor?” ” *“* And how do you know that we have “got a visitor?’ said I, with no small astonishment, as you may guess, Miss.” “Oh, I know Miss Angelina well,’ replied the man.” ‘*Know me!” cried our heroine, with the utmost amazement, and turaing — very pale. ** Yes, that was what he said, Miss,’ continued Ann, “and go I said to him, ‘what if you do know Miss Angelina, I am sure you know no harm of her, for she is as amiable a——’ ”’ ““* Oh, oh, then é& is Angelina who is your visitor here?’ interrapted the . man, with a laugh, and away he walked, without saying another word.” ‘* Singular !’’ ejaculated our heroine, when Ann had concluded, ** who could it be ?7—I know no person answering that description, and-—Ann, 1 must beg that you will not mention this circumstance to any other person, and if you again see the man, avoid him, if possible, but abuve all, do not answer his inter- rogslories.” ** Phach will not, Miss, yu: may depend upon it,” suid the girl, ** for Ido not like the luoks of bim. although he did cull mea pretty lass, But wasn’t it very remarkable ?”’ . “* It was, indeed,” replied Angelina, * and! cannot help thinking that there must have been some mistake.” “* There could not have been any mistake on my part, Miss,’ returned Ann, “ for I’m sure he mentioned your name as plainly as I have told you.” After a little more cunversation, from which our heroine could not elicit anything more than what had been related to her, Aan left her, after re- peating her promises to keep what had happened a secret. This adventure created the utmost astonishment in the mind of Angelina, bat she was quite incapable of solving the mystery by which it was sur- rounded. Who could this man be, of whom Ann gave such an unpre posseising account? How had he become acquainted with her name and residence, and why should he seem to be so curious about her ? She was completely be- wildered, and could arrive at no reasonable conclusion. At one time, she thought he mizht be one of the men belonging to the smaggler’s vessel, and that he had been employed by Hugh Clifford to endeavour to ascertain for cer- tain, whether or not she was an inmate of Mrs. Montmorency’s house. But this idea she rejected almost as soon as she had formed it, and she could not believe that Clifford would have behaved so imprudently as to have made ; a confidant of one of his crew, and to have employed him on such an errand ; and she, therefore, became quite at a Joss what to think of the mysterious a@air. . After racking her brain to no purpose, she gave up the-attempt, and in the ECOMmicoOokKs @ (CO)