Angelina: Or, The Mystery of St. Mark's Abbey — page 54: what you’re looking at

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TNE MYSTERY OF 8T. MARK’S ABBEY. 41 not by any means comply with the young man’s request, and that she would muke her uaclé acquainted with one part of the circumstanee only in the moro-. ing, namely, the warning she had received in so strange a manner. Although she could not account for it, she felt a great repugnance in disclosing the, wishes of the handsome young stranger, trusting that he would soon perceive . by her not attending tu his appointment, bow highly she dleapproved of his boldness, and that he would not again make the request. ‘ Buried in reflections such as these, the night passed away “almost uncon- sciously ; and daylight peeping suddenly in at the window, Angeline left the ; chamber, and walked forth into the tastefully arranged garden, to inhale the fragrance of the opening flowers, until such times as the family had’ arisen. So much did she benefit by this, that by the time she lieard Laura and the others stirring in the cottage, notwithstanding she had had no rest all the night, aad her mind had been so harassed, she felt quite tefreshed. When she appeared at the breakfast-table, her uncle, however, easily re- marked the paleness of her countenance, and inquired if she was ill? Angelina replied in the negative, but admitted she had been rather alarmed and then, much to the apparent wonder of Mr. Woodfield, and to the inconceivable terror of her aunt, she reluted the particulars of the woman’s visit, and gave him the lines of warning enly, to peruse. Mr. Woodfield read them over two or three times, and examined the hand- writing minutely, to see if he had any knowledge of the characters, and was afterwards buried in thought for s@veral minutes, At length he suddenly arose No. 6 comicbooks.com