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Radcliffe, Ann Ward, 1764-1823

"The Mysteries of Udolpho"

Clair!' Emily observed the clouds of grief,
mingled with a faint expression of horror, gathering on his brow; his
countenance became fixed, and, touched as it now was by the silver
whiteness of the moon-light, he resembled one of those marble statues
of a monument, which seem to bend, in hopeless sorrow, over the ashes
of the dead, shewn
by the blunted light
That the dim moon through painted casements lends.*
* The Emigrants.

'But, my dear sir,' said Emily, anxious to dissipate his thoughts,
'you forget that repose is necessary to you. If our kind host will
give me leave, I will prepare your bed, for I know how you like it to
be made.' St. Aubert, recollecting himself, and smiling
affectionately, desired she would not add to her fatigue by that
attention; and La Voisin, whose consideration for his guest had been
suspended by the interests which his own narrative had recalled, now
started from his seat, and, apologizing for not having called Agnes
from the green, hurried out of the room.


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