The Mysteries of Udolfo (Volume 3 ); A Romance Interspersed with Some Pieces of Poetry

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated.1795 Excerpt: ... landscape as her young lady's, or thac the constant view of lovely scenery had deadened it, she forbore to praise the subject of Blanche's enthusiasm, which, however, her silence did not repreis. To Lady Blanche's enquiry, of whither the door she had found fastened at the end of the gal-. lery led, she replied, that it opened to a suite of room?, which had not been entered during many years, "For," added she,. "my late lady died in one of them, and I could never find in my heart to go into. them sinceJ Blanche, though she wished to see these chambers, forbore, on observing that Dorothea's eyes were filled with tears, to asle her to unlock them, and, soon after, went to dress for dinner, at which the whole party met in good spirits and good humour, except the Countess, whose vacant mind, overcome by the languor of idleness, would neither suffer hep to be happy herself, or to contribute to the happiness of others. Mademoiselle Bearn, attempt ing to be witty, directed her badinage against Henri, who answered because he could not well avoid it, rather than from any inclination to notice her, whose liveliness sometimes amused, but whose conceit and insensibility often disgusted him. The cheerfulness with which Blanche rejoined the party vanilhed, on her reaching the margin of the sea; she gazed with apprehension upon the immense expanse of waters, which, at a distance, the had beheld only with delight and astonishme».t, and it was by a strong effort, that she so far overcame her fears as to follow her father into the boat. As she silently surveyed the vast horizon, bendinground the distant verge of theocean, an emotion of sublimest rapture struggled to overcome a sense of personal danger. A light breeze played on the water, and on the silk awning of'the boa...