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  1. THE MYSTERIES OF UDOLPHO
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  3. ANN RADCLIFFE
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  5. Contents
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  8. VOLUME 1
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  10. Chapter I
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  12. Chapter II
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  14. Chapter III
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  16. Chapter IV
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  18. Chapter V
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  20. Chapter VI
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  22. Chapter VII
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  24. Chapter VIII
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  26. Chapter IX
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  28. Chapter X
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  30. Chapter XI
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  32. Chapter XII
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  34. Chapter XIII
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  36. VOLUME 2
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  38. Chapter I
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  40. Chapter II
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  42. Chapter III
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  44. Chapter IV
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  46. Chapter V
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  48. Chapter VI
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  50. Chapter VII
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  52. Chapter VIII
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  54. Chapter IX
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  56. Chapter X
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  58. Chapter XI
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  60. Chapter XII
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  62. VOLUME 3
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  64. Chapter I
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  66. Chapter II
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  68. Chapter III
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  70. Chapter IV
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  72. Chapter V
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  74. Chapter VI
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  76. Chapter VII
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  78. Chapter VIII
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  80. Chapter IV
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  82. Chapter X
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  84. Chapter XI
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  86. Chapter XII
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  88. Chapter XIII
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  90. VOLUME 4
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  92. Chapter I
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  94. Chapter II
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  96. Chapter III
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  98. Chapter IV
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  100. Chapter V
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  102. Chapter VI
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  104. Chapter VII
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  106. Chapter VIII
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  108. Chapter IV
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  110. Chapter X
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  112. Chapter XI
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  114. Chapter XII
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  116. Chapter XIII
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  118. Chapter XIV
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  120. Chapter XV
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  122. Chapter XVI
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  124. Chapter XVII
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  126. Chapter XVIII
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  128. Chapter XIX
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  131. Endnotes
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The gallery terminated in a saloon, to which the window she had seen through an open door, belonged; but the increasing dusk permitted her only an imperfect view of this apartment, which seemed to be magnificent and of modern architecture; though it had been either suffered to fall into decay, or had never been properly finished. The windows, which were numerous and large, descended low, and afforded a very extensive, and what Blanche's fancy represented to be, a very lovely prospect; and she stood for some time, surveying the grey obscurity and depicturing imaginary woods and mountains, vallies and rivers, on this scene of night; her solemn sensations rather assisted, than interrupted, by the distant bark of a watch- dog, and by the breeze, as it trembled upon the light foliage of the shrubs. Now and then, appeared for a moment, among the woods, a cottage light; and, at length, was heard, afar off, the evening bell of a convent, dying on the air. When she withdrew her thoughts from these subjects of fanciful delight, the gloom and silence of the saloon somewhat awed her; and, having sought the door of the gallery, and pursued, for a considerable time, a dark passage, she came to a hall, but one totally different from that she had formerly seen. By the twilight, admitted through an open portico, she could just distinguish this apartment to be of very light and airy architecture, and that it was paved with white marble, pillars of which supported the roof, that rose into arches built in the Moorish style. While Blanche stood on the steps of this portico, the moon rose over the sea, and gradually disclosed, in partial light, the beauties of the eminence, on which she stood, whence a lawn, now rude and overgrown with high grass, sloped to the woods, that, almost surrounding the chateau, extended in a grand sweep down the southern sides of the promontory to the very margin of the ocean. Beyond the woods, on the north-side, appeared a long tract of the plains of Languedoc; and, to the east, the landscape she had before dimly seen, with the towers of a monastery, illumined by the moon, rising over dark groves.

The soft and shadowy tint, that overspread the scene, the waves, undulating in the moon-light, and their low and measured murmurs on the beach, were circumstances, that united to elevate the unaccustomed mind of Blanche to enthusiasm.

'And have I lived in this glorious world so long,' said she, 'and never till now beheld such a prospect—never experienced these delights! Every peasant girl, on my father's domain, has viewed from her infancy the face of nature; has ranged, at liberty, her romantic wilds, while I have been shut in a cloister from the view of these beautiful appearances, which were designed to enchant all eyes, and awaken all hearts. How can the poor nuns and friars feel the full fervour of devotion, if they never see the sun rise, or set? Never, till this evening, did I know what true devotion is; for, never before did I see the sun sink below the vast earth! To-morrow, for the first time in my life, I will see it rise. O, who would live in Paris, to look upon black walls and dirty streets, when, in the country, they might gaze on the blue heavens, and all the green earth!'