Her surprise cannot be easily imagined, when, in the next minute, she
perceived that the door was fastened.--She felt, as if she had seen
an apparition. The door of the corridor was locked as she had left
it, but this door, which could be secured only on the outside, must
have been bolted, during the night. She became seriously uneasy at
the thought of sleeping again in a chamber, thus liable to intrusion,
so remote, too, as it was from the family, and she determined to
mention the circumstance to Madame Montoni, and to request a change.
After some perplexity she found her way into the great hall, and to
the room, which she had left, on the preceding night, where breakfast
was spread, and her aunt was alone, for Montoni had been walking over
the environs of the castle, examining the condition of its
fortifications, and talking for some time with Carlo. Emily observed
that her aunt had been weeping, and her heart softened towards her,
with an affection, that shewed itself in her manner, rather than in
words, while she carefully avoided the appearance of having noticed,
that she was unhappy.
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