Angelina: Or, The Mystery of St. Mark's Abbey — page 86: what you’re looking at

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THE MYSTERY OF 8T, MARK’S ABBEY. 73 CHAPTER XVIII. -T7 waa several minutés before Angelina could sufficient! y recover herself to ‘put her energies into action; but when she did so, her first impulse was to hasten to the door, and to listen if she heard anybody stirring beyond it. She stood by the door by which the villain Rufus had Jately departed, but nét a sound met het ears, save the Hollow gusts of witd, as they swept alung the gallery upoh which it opened; or the dismal screech of the owl who bad taken up hig abode in some of the chambers and the old turréts of that part of the edifice. She paused, uncertain how to act—what strange consternation or thoughtlessness could have occasioned Rufus to have left the door open, she was at a loss to imagine. He must, certainly, have been frightened; and ex- pecting to find her wrapt fn the arma of sleep, had taken her for some appari tion, which his guilty conscience conjured up. She returned to the other rod’, and tdok up the lamp, and then looked out into the gallery with fearful eycs, but not a single object did they encounter; and a perfect stillness seemed to reign throughout the building. Angelina cast her eyes upon the Jock of the door, and found that Rufus had left the key (to which was attached a large bunch of others) in it. In a moment, a thought struck her—might not Abese keys open her way to liberty, and should she miss so favourable an epportunity to escape from her enemies. Bat should she miss an opportunity which might never occur to her again, (o escape from a fate which she could not look upon without the utmost horror? No, 10 comicbooks.com