Angelina: Or, The Mystery of St. Mark's Abbey — page 211: what you’re looking at

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196 ANGELINA $° OR, A Aogelina, “Speak not that which you know is as false as the tongue that could give utterance to the foul calumny! But those who are themselves fallen, are always ready to defame the characters of the innocent and the virtuous 1” The bareness was almost choked with passion; her eyes beamed with a lustre which seemed as if it would penetrate to the soul.—Her bosom heaved 5 her features were distorted with rage; her lips livid; and her limbs were perfectly convulsed. Fora short time she tried to speak, but in vain; and, when she did, she once more appealed to the booby foppling, Lord Ravens- ford, who arose slowly upon his feet, advanced in a menacing attitude tewards Mr. Woodfield; but receiving a look from him, which told bim that he was a man not to be alarmed at trifles, he contented himself by indulging in a damn, and several, what were meant to be, appalling gestures, and then returned to the sofa, and resumed his old attitude. “Do you mean to tell me the place where your husband is at present concealed?” again demanded Mr. Woodfield, in a determined manner. The baroness tried, but in vain, to return an answer, but her tongue refysed its Office ; and, seizing the bell, she rang it violently for the attendance of her domestics, ** Nay, then,’’ said Mr. Woodfield, preparing to leave the apartment, “ you refuse to grant my request, and I must, therefore, take other steps to compel you. High as may be your rank, there is law and justice for the poor as well as the rich, and that will I immediately seek.” With these words, Mr. Woodfield quitted the apartment, leaving the baroness and her senseless paramour in a state of astonishment and confusion, which was almost past conception. CHAPTER XAVIITI. Tse Baroness de Morton was a woman who, we have before stated, possessed passions of the most powerful nature, and being still very handsome, and with saanners sufficiently fagcinatiog to ensnare the affections of many men, it is not at all remarkable that, cold, morose, stern, unsociable, and even forbidding and repulsive in his manners, as the baron had lately become—seldom in her society but for a very short time—that she should gradually become indifferent to him; which indifference, by degrees, strengthened iato dislike, and added to by feel- ings of jealousy which crept into her breast, at several facts that had come to her ears, more especially the interest he took in Angelina, aroused all those strong and ungovernable feelings of revenge that had not been destisyed, although they had for some time lain dormant in her breast. His frequent absence from De Morton Castle, and various other circumstances, tended to increase her suspicions, and to add to the fire which raged in her bosom; and when she was, therefore, made acquainted with the disappearance of Angelina, ‘and of the continued absence of he: hushand, where she was pet exaclly cer- tain, but, as ale believed, on the continent; her surmiges were confirmed, eS COMIC OOOKS. EO