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She gazed at hi

hiht her to fear nothing,

and, having thron his sword, would have taken her hand, when the

faculties, that terror had suspended, suddenly returned, and she

sprung from the bed, in the dress, which surely a kind of prophetic

apprehension had prevented her, on this night, fro aside

Morano rose, followed her to the door, through which he had entered,

and caught her hand, as she reached the top of the stair-case, but not

before she had discovered, by the gleam of a lamp, another man half-way

down the steps She now screaiven up by Montoni, saw, indeed, no possibility of escape

The Count, who still held her hand, led her back into the chamber 'Why all this terror?' said he, in a tremulous voice 'Hear me, Emily: I

come not to alarm you; no, by Heaven! I love you too well--too well for

my own peace' Emily looked at him for a moment, in fearful doubt 'Then leave me, sir,' said she, 'leave me instantly' 'Hear me, Emily,' resumed Morano, 'hear aze upon you, and know, that it

is, perhaps, for the last ti all the phrensy of

despair? But it shall not be so; you shall be mine, in spite of Montoni

and all his villany' 'In spite of Montoni!' cried Eerly: 'what is it I hear?'