Angelina: Or, The Mystery of St. Mark's Abbey — page 90: what you’re looking at

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THE MYSTERY OF ST, MARK’'S ABBEY, C7 @qd she now remembered the agitation Mr. Woodfield bed eyer betrayed whenever she happened te mention her father and mother, and the anxiety be evinced to evade the subject. Then again she thought upon ber several adventures with Kate af the ruins, and the statement she had made upon their first meeting, "‘ that she was mot what she ecomed fo be; and all these circum- gtances combined served to confirm her the more in her sarmises. But what could be the mystery of her birth? was not Mr. Woodfield really related ta her? who were her parente?—did they etill live Por what had been their fate? These perplexing thoughts harrassed her mind, and she ja vain endca- youred to come to some satisfactory conclusion. Tired at length with rdminatian, and being not at all disposed to seek her ¢ouch, she arose, and walked ta the window. It was now quite daylight, and the morning hreeze breathed refreshingly in upon her from between the fron bars, the window being up. It wag a lovely morning, and the scenery, which the window commanded a full view of, waa brilliant, with the first efulgene beams of the morning’s sun. Angelina, in the contemplation of the wild bat picturesque beauties around, lost for a while the remembrance of her own troubles, and the critical situation in which she was placed, and being an enthusiastic admirer of nature in all ite phases, she dwelt with a feeling of delight apon the objects that met her view, and which momentarily expanded into more loveliness, as the radiance of the sun increased. The birds were earolling forth -their sweetest songs, and the flowers breathed their most delicious perfume, and as Angelina inhaled their odour, her mind felt composed and refreshed. While she still stood at the window, she imagined she beheld the figure of o wan in the distance, which seemed to be approaching in the direction of the tower. Another second convinced her that she had aot been deceived, for the man hastily advanced, until] she was enabled more narrowly to trace his person, and as she did so, it struck her as being familiar to her. Her heart throbbed with an indefinable sensation ag this idea crossed her mind, which was not a little increased, as the form came nearer. At length it was hid from her view by the wall which separated the gardens from the country beyond. But it was not long ere it was once more presented to her obser- vation, and she was not a little surprised when she beheld it scaling the wall, and the next inatant it alighted in the grounds, and after looking cav- tiously arougd him, as if to ascertain whether any person wes observing him, he approached along the psth upon which the window where our heroine was standing immediately looked. As he advanced, Angelina was the more con- fident that she had seen him before, and a strange trembling came over her, which she in vain tried to vanyuish. At length he came almost immediately beneath the window, and after reconnoitring for a while, raised his head, and what was the astonishment and agitation of Angelina, when she recognised in his expressive features, those of the stranger, the smuggler captain, from whom she had already received such pervices. The maiden’s heart leaped with a mingled sensation of surprise and delight. What could have brought him to that spot? Was it possible that he could have beard where she was. confined, and had come to release her? Butina moment she discarded this idea as preposterous, How was he to discover @ COL OO SS (CO)