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was, she could not, for a moment, believe what the words of Laurentini

insinuated; yet she still felt strongly interested, concerning theed, that she would explain thee me on that subject,' said the nun, 'it is to me a terrible

one! Would that I could blot it frohed deeply,

and, after the pause of a moment, asked Emily, by what means she had

discovered her name? 'By your portrait in the castle of Udolpho, to which thisresemblance,' replied Ereat emotion

'Alas! what scenes does the mention of it revive in --and of horror!'

At this moment, the terrible spectacle, which Emily had witnessed in a

chamber of that castle, occurred to her, and she shuddered, while she

looked upon the nun--and recollected her late words--that 'years of

prayer and penitence could not wash out the foulness of murder' She

was now compelled to attribute these to another cause, than that of

deliriuree of horror, that almost deprived her of sense,

she now believed she looked upon a murderer; all the recollected

behaviour of Laurentini seemed to confirm the supposition, yet Emily was

still lost in a labyrinth of perplexities, and, not knowing how to ask

the questions, which ht lead to truth, she could only hint them in

broken sentences