Contents ( 132)
- THE MYSTERIES OF UDOLPHO
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- ANN RADCLIFFE
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- Contents
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- VOLUME 1
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- Chapter I
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- Chapter II
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- Chapter III
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- Chapter IV
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- Chapter V
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- Chapter VI
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- Chapter VII
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- Chapter VIII
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- Chapter IX
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- Chapter X
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- Chapter XI
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- Chapter XII
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- Chapter XIII
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- VOLUME 2
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- Chapter I
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- Chapter II
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- Chapter III
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- Chapter IV
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- Chapter V
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- Chapter VI
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- Chapter VII
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- Chapter VIII
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- Chapter IX
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- Chapter X
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- Chapter XI
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- Chapter XII
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- VOLUME 3
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- Chapter I
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- Chapter II
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- Chapter III
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- Chapter IV
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- Chapter V
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- Chapter VI
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- Chapter VII
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- Chapter VIII
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- Chapter IV
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- Chapter X
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- Chapter XI
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- Chapter XII
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- Chapter XIII
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- VOLUME 4
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- Chapter I
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- Chapter II
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- Chapter III
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- Chapter IV
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- Chapter V
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- Chapter VI
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- Chapter VII
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- Chapter VIII
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- Chapter IV
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- Chapter X
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- Chapter XI
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- Chapter XII
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- Chapter XIII
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- Chapter XIV
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- Chapter XV
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- Chapter XVI
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- Chapter XVII
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- Chapter XVIII
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- Chapter XIX
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- Endnotes
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'Nay, Annette, you do not think I can wait in the gallery all night,' replied Emily. 'Direct me to the turret; in the morning I will endeavour to release you.'
'O holy Mary!' exclaimed Annette, 'am I to stay here by myself all night! I shall be frightened out of my senses, and I shall die of hunger; I have had nothing to eat since dinner!'
Emily could scarcely forbear smiling at the heterogeneous distresses of Annette, though she sincerely pitied them, and said what she could to sooth her. At length, she obtained something like a direction to the east turret, and quitted the door, from whence, after many intricacies and perplexities, she reached the steep and winding stairs of the turret, at the foot of which she stopped to rest, and to re-animate her courage with a sense of her duty. As she surveyed this dismal place, she perceived a door on the opposite side of the stair-case, and, anxious to know whether it would lead her to Madame Montoni, she tried to undraw the bolts, which fastened it. A fresher air came to her face, as she unclosed the door, which opened upon the east rampart, and the sudden current had nearly extinguished her light, which she now removed to a distance; and again, looking out upon the obscure terrace, she perceived only the faint outline of the walls and of some towers, while, above, heavy clouds, borne along the wind, seemed to mingle with the stars, and wrap the night in thicker darkness. As she gazed, now willing to defer the moment of certainty, from which she expected only confirmation of evil, a distant footstep reminded her, that she might be observed by the men on watch, and, hastily closing the door, she took her lamp, and passed up the stair-case. Trembling came upon her, as she ascended through the gloom. To her melancholy fancy this seemed to be a place of death, and the chilling silence, that reigned, confirmed its character. Her spirits faltered. 'Perhaps,' said she, 'I am come hither only to learn a dreadful truth, or to witness some horrible spectacle; I feel that my senses would not survive such an addition of horror.'