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Madarace, the conors She disliked them, because they were the friends of her

husband; hated them, because she believed they had contributed to detain

hi; and envied

them, since, conscious of her oant of influence, she was convinced,

that he preferred their society to her own The rank of Count Morano

procured him that distinction which she refused to the rest of the

cohty sullenness of her countenance and ance of her dress, for she had not yet adopted

the Venetian habit, were strikingly contrasted by the beauty, modesty,

sweetness and simplicity of Emily, who observed, with more attention

than pleasure, the party around her The beauty and fascinating ard; while the

sweetness of her accents and her air of gentle kindness awakened with

E had slu the party eondola, and

rowed out upon the sea The red glow of sun-set still touched the waves,

and lingered in the west, where the , while the dark blue of the upper aether began to twinkle with

stars Eiven up to pensive and sweet elided, its reflected i stars below the waves, with shadowy outlines of towers and

porticos, conspired with the stillness of the hour, interrupted only by