Angelina: Or, The Mystery of St. Mark's Abbey — page 113: what you’re looking at

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106 ANGEIMNA; OR, Bir. Weedfeld lovied up, and standing at the very edge of the reck, which everhuag che beach, was Kate of the Reins, holding in each hand a pistol. She did aut, huwever, remain in that attiinde long, but dushing down the seck, with astonishing precipitation, she snatched the form ef our horeine from him, and with a strength which seened almest superkaman, threw her over her shoulder, asd retraced her sicps up ube side of the steep rock, calling upon Mr. Woodéeld to folluw. Completely thanderstruck, Mr. Woodfield obeyed ber, but he bad the ut- must diffeul:y to keep pace with her; and when she catered the abbey ruins, she was entisely hidden frum his view, until the moenbeams streaming in at one of the apertures, time and decay had caused ia the roof of the aisle, revealed to him her white rubes, as she few along with iscreased swiftness even, aud lovked more like sume spirit of the grave than a human being. Mr. Woodfield qeickened hie speed, and folluwed his strange conductor ap several spiral and winding staircases, the sleps of which tottered beneath his feet, but ever which she flew with unabated rapidity, entil they stopped ata dvor cuncealed in the wall, and which no one who was oot acquainted with the secret, would have thoughts was anything else than a part of the steac-work, ‘which Kate desired him to press against with his back with all his strength, He complied, and instastly the door fell back on its hinges, and disctosed to his astunished eyes a comfortable, well-furnished apartment, in wh:ch was a bed, and a fire blazed cheerfally in the grate. Kate genily laid: her senseless burthen on the rock, and taking fram her busum a phial, applied it to her nostrils, then poured a portion of the cone tents into the palm of hur hand and chafed her temples The mysterious woman then pointed to ® emali ante-room, to which she re- quested that Mr, WoodSeld weuld retire for a few minutes, and having com> plied, she closed the duor upea hie. He kad hot been there long, before Kate again opened the deor, and beckoned him to return inte the room again, which havitig done, he perceived that Kate had changed the wet elethes of his nivce, und having placed her in an arm chair by the fire-side, the was fast recovering under the influence of hts genial glow. ' “Sie is out of danger now, poor girl,” said the mysterious woman, in gentle tones, and gawing. upon our heroine with looks of the deepest Interest, ** { must leave her for afew minates,—but I will return (o you again, aad—-—~ Rest contented that no harm ean reach you here.” ** Kind, generous, noble-hearted woman,” exciaimed Mr, Woodfichd, .as he arose from his chair and advaneed towards her, but Kate waved her hand, and darting instantaneously frum the rogm, closed the door upon him, end he was keft to the refiectiogs which the strange adventure he Had met with, and Kate's shore singulareendtict had given rise to, | His -hrt cate was, however, to see ta the recovery of his niece, and it was net long efe he had the pleasure to find that bie efforts were crewned with success. Angelina opéned her eyes, and then loeking around the apartment, exclaimed in tones of amazement and perplexity ;— ‘* My uncle, dear uncle, is that you? Methought we were swallowed up in the ocean—and that he—oh, tell me where are we ?” : : “ Be calm, my love,” retplied her uncle, * you are ina place of safety j—~ this is St. Mark’s Abbey.” @ COL NOOKS ACO