Angelina: Or, The Mystery of St. Mark's Abbey — page 46: what you’re looking at

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THE MYSTERY OF 8ST, MARK’S ABBEY, 83 deeay as that she had before seen ia some of the chambers of the ancient fabric. Three lofty casements descended to the floor, and opened upon a tian which overlooked the ocean. In this apartment Angelina paused and looked around her: all was still as death, save the dashiag of the waters against the rocky shore, and, occasionally, the rambling noise of a portion of the falling rains which was driven down by the wind. Suddenly, she fancied she heard @ noise at the further end of the apartment, and looking in thet direction, what was her astonishment-te behold the full length portrait of a lady pushed back from its frame, and a female figure in white stepped from it, but perceiving our heroine, it uttered a faint scream, and glided back ; the portratt closed again without a sound, and An- gelina, in a frenzy of astonishment end eager curiosity, rushed to the spot, but the portrait seemed quite sound, and resisted all-her efforts to force it back. Surprised, bewildered, and confused, Angelina, vainly trying todiscover the _. secret spring by which the portrait was forced back, stood for a moment or two uncertain hew to act. That she had not bees deceived she was certain; and now, confident that the abbey afforded shelter to some unfortunate human being or the dither, she resolved to prosecute her search until she had dist overed her. As this determination rushed upon her mind, she lighted the lamp, and quitted the room, proceeding along the gallery to see if she could find any other outlet which might lead to some of the rooms or vaults beneath the abbey, in which she imagined’ it was most likely the recluse would conceal herself. The gallery, No. 5, comicbooks.com