Angelina: Or, The Mystery of St. Mark's Abbey — page 45: what you’re looking at

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32. ANGELINA} OR, The stranger she had twice seen often arose to the damsel’s thoughts, and when he did so, she would feel the blush mantling in her cheeks, and ber heart throb with a sensation she was at a loss to understand the meaning of and which she never remembered to have experienced before. Sometimes she could picture him in her mind’s eye as she first beheld him, and then all the graces of his person, and the manly beauty of his coutenance would return to her memory in colours so vivid that she could not obliterate them. In spite of her endea: vours to think the contrary, ske could not help feeling that she should like to behold him once more. ) If Angelina during this time obeyed the wishes of her uncle, by not re-visiting the ruins of 8t. Mark's Abbey, it was not because she feared to do to after the alarming adventure she had met with there the last time, but because she was fearfal of offending him by acting in opposition to his will Yet did she gften feel an ardent desire again to examine its numerous vaults and chambers, to ascertain whether they were really inhabited by a humana being or not; a sap- position she waa inclined to encourage from the circumstance of the form she had once caught ahasty glimpse of. But what motives could induce any person to seclude themselves in that wretched and dismal place? Angelina knew not then that there are sorrows that would drive the sufferer to any act of despera- tion. At length, however, yaable longer to resist the impulse which urged: her on, sha rosolvc:J unce more te egaciae the ruins, She could not help thinking that by some Strange means or the other, bor fate was mixed up with the mysteries of the abbey, and in spite of whatever danger which might accrue @&@her for her bardihood, she determined that nothing should induce her to waver in her resolution until she arrived at some satisfactory reenlt, She entered the abbey by a doorway in the nerthern wing of the building, . this time, aud found. herself in a gothic hall similar to the one she had before traversed only it was much more gloomy. It wasa heavy piece ofarchitecture, in a state of rapid decay, and the stone pavement was completely overgrown with lank weeds Around this hall were to be seen fast mouldoring to decay, the banners and escutcheons of the family of de Morton, and in various niches, were the tall, black, coarsely executed statues of the various former members of that ancient house. This place was dimly lighted by four small easements ; overgrown with ivy, and a very lofty one of stained glasa at the oxtremity which was finely executed, but covered with dirt, ivy, and cobwebs. Ever and anon the wind whistled in fitful gusts (for tlie day was lowering and chilly), through-the several chasms in this dreary hall, and Angelina felt a secret awe stealing over her, as she contemplated the grandeur of every thing in decay, bat still no fear possessed her mind. She entered beneath a low porch at the left-hand side of this hall, and finding that the place was very dark, although it was in the middle of day, she lighted a lamp which she had taken care to bring with her, and ascended a flight of stairs beyond. This led her to a small gallery, upon which three doors opened, leading, apparently, to different chambers. Angelina tried two of them, but they were quite fast, the third yielded to her hand, and entering the room, she found the key was in the lock on the other side. She looked around her, and found herself in a handsome apartment, very lofty, and hung round with full length portraits. The furditure was very elegant, and not in such a state of GOnMGOOOKS Go