Ellen Percy; or, The Memoirs of an Actress — page 238: what you’re looking at

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eee ELLEN PERCY; OR, THE MEMOIRS OF AN ACTRESS. Se ee Me — {If Sots es | i a see en SARAH BARRON, “ Beatrice,” I said, ina kind soothing voice— for her appearance was such as to deprive me o all resentment — “in heaven’s name, what has happened P” She did not immediately answer me; but slowly rising up from her seat, she fixed her eyes stead- fastly upon me for a few moments—and then said in a low deep voice that seemed to be full of con- centrated bitterness and despair, “ You were right, Ellen! your forebodings were only too true! Ludovico Marano is a villain !” “Ah!? I said, the suspicion which was pre- viously in my mind being now fully cleared up. ‘But what has he done, Beatrice ?” No. 81.—ELLEN PERCY. “He has basely trifled with my feelings,” she | rejoined, in the same tone as before: “he has abandoned me for another!” “Frankly, Beatrice,’ I said, “I cannot regret that you have not espoused this man. But is this all that he has done ?—has he taken no advantage of your weakness * Ellen!” and the Countess gazed upon me with mingled amazement and anger. ‘“ Do you think I am capable ——” “TI only dreaded,” was my answer, “ that such strong feelings as those under which you now eyvi- ‘dently labour, could only have been excited by | Some great and signal outrage.” Eo ag a a Gomichoo (E@)