Angelina: Or, The Mystery of St. Mark's Abbey — page 216: what you’re looking at

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- THE MYBTERY OF ST, MARK’S ABBEY. 208 quis?” replied the baroness, in a deep, hollow tone, and with a ghastly ex- pression of countenance, which made even Florendos shudder. ** } anderstand you, Orillia,” he said, ‘‘ and os your beanteous lips let me seal the oath whick binds me to your service.” ; The marquis embraced the fallen woman, aad pressed his lips to her cheek with fervour, then moving towards the door, he said,— ‘“* Farewell, Orillia; when next we meet, those who have isjared you will be no more,”’ Thus saying, he kissed his hand to the guilty Orillia, and quitted the castle. CHAPTER XXIX. Tse heart of Mr. Woodfield swelled with almost ungovernable rage as he quitted De Morton Castle, yet did a feeling of pity and contempt intermingle with the other passions that predominated in his bosom, for the weakness and depravity of the baroness. Hc could now plainly see that if Angelina escaped from the power of De Morton, (who, at that time, he firmly believed detained — her a prisoner,) that she was sure to meet with a most implacable enemy in the baroness, whose jealousy being excited, he felt convinced that there was no length te which her revenge would not lead her; fer who shall pretend to conquer the jealous feelings of a woman, or who can guard against the secret and malignant designs of one incited to vengeance by the violence of the most irritable passions ?—He, therefore, was certain that he must adopt some de- termined plan orthe other, to bring the baron to jastice, and to prevent any of the dangers which he apprehended. , He walked slowly ffom the castle, and as he proceeded on the way, he reflected maturely upon the different circumstances, as they had occurred, and, in spite of all that had transpired, and the doubtful manner in which the baroness had expressed herself, and which gave him every reason to suspect that his niece was in the baron’s power; an idea darted across his mind, that, urged on by the impetuosity of his passion, Hugh Clifford had, by seme means or the other, discovered the place where he had sent Angelina, and had persuaded her to elope with him, or otherwise had forcibly borne her away. In fact, he now recollected, for the first time, that Mrs. Montmorency, in the letter she had sent to him, had hinted at such a suspicion, and had related the circumstance of the ‘setenader, and what Anna had stated about the person whom she had met, and who had questioned her so particularly about the visitor that was at Mrs. Montmorency’s house. . <‘ By tleaven!”” he exclaimed, as this thought occurred to him and racked his brain, ‘‘ By Heaven, it must be sv !——Hugh Clifford has become a villain, and destroyed my peace for ever. Never, I am certain, would Angelina have consented to have acted in so clandestine a manner; he mast have used force to obtain her. Fool that I was, not to be able to penetrate through his specious mask before, and have resolutely forbidden his attentions to her, long ere I did. How could I be so deceived ?—How could I be so easily duped, especially by COMIC 6) 1(GO)