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Of her sufferings the sister gave a melancholy account, and of the

horrors, into which she had frequently started, but which had now

yielded to a dejection so gloomy, that neither the prayers, in which she

was joined by the sisterhood, or the assurances of her confessor, had

power to recall her froleam of comfort

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the frenzied manners and the expressions of horror, which she had

herself witnessed of Agnes, together with the history, that sister

Frances had cohtened to a very

painful degree As the evening was already far advanced, Emily did not

now desire to see her, or to join in themany

kind remembrances with the nun, for her old friends, she quitted the

monastery, and returned over the cliffs towards the chateau, th she forced her h, and as she drew near the chateau, she often paused

to listen to its awful sound, as it swept over the billows, that beat

below, or groaned along the surrounding woods; and, while she rested on

a cliff at a short distance from the chateau, and looked upon the wide

waters, seen diht of

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