Angelina: Or, The Mystery of St. Mark's Abbey — page 184: what you’re looking at

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THE MYSTERY OF ST, MWARK’sS ABBEY. 171 retort (@ any means which might ultinafely place ib their hdads, and at their disposal, the much-dreaded smuggler captain. ** Oh, that he would abandon the dangerous talling,’”’ said Augetina, “ would to Heaven that he had never taken tv it. Alas! what anteward circdmstances could ever have driven him to such a hasardous and disteputable cburse of life? Had ft not been for that, how happy might we not both now have been, joined togéther in ————" She suddenly checked herself, and added— “‘ Alas! ne--that cotid not have been; our unten is ferbidde, udd fate seéms to have conspited against us; and to have ordaibed that we stall be for ever wretbhed.” Her eyes now accidentally fell upon the portrait, and in a mément the strange circamstance which had been the means of saving her from the insult which the Baron de Morton had offered to her, rushed upon her reeollection, and gave rise to a new train of reflections. Could the sounds beth she and the baron imagined they had heard, be real, or mere phantasy? It might have been the wihd, but yet the sound was so distinct, so hollow, and so impressive, that she felt anable to arrive at such a conclusion. She remained for several minutes with her eyes intently fixed upon the portrait, and as she did so, they filled with teats, ard she felt a sensation dart threugh her bosom, and throb around her heart, she was at a less to aecount for, but would net have banished it from her mind, upon any account. The Harsh and disagreeable veitce of old Deborah calling her to dinner, breke im upon these melancholy meditations, and she re-entered the sitting- room. To judge by the looks of the old harridan, which were a shade or two more unpleasant than usual, it would appear that she‘had not forgotten the temarks which dur heroine had made to her, and she seemed determined te show all the spleen she could tewards her. . But Angelina was quite indifferent to her behaviour, and, in fact, took no notice of it; but thinking it was the best plan, she resumed the silence which she had at first assumed towards her. Deborah hever left the apartments the whole of that day, but that circam- Stance did not aunoy Angelina, as she was too fully occupied with her own thoughts to take any notice of her. | That day, and the next passed away, and the baron ‘lid not come near her, while Déborah remained constantly with her. Once Rafus looked in, but he did pot remain many minutes, and after giving some instructions to the woman to be careful of her charge, he retired. On the third morning Rufus again made his appearance, and i looking steraly upon Angelina, bade her follow him, at the same time pointing to the door. The maiden felt an irresistable sensation of horror cfeep through ber veins, -whenever her eyes encountered this ruffian; and wondering what could be the cause of his present behaviour, and what his intentions, she hesitated, and did aot offer to dn as he commanded her. *¢ Did you not hear me, young lady ?’’ said the wretch, scowling, * or are you disposed to treat my orders with disdain ?—Attend me, I repeat. As for you, old Mother Deborah, you can take your place among the ether servants ia the hall,—your services are dispensed with for the present.’’ COMMGIOO 1(GO)