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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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'My looks do me injustice then, Madame, my loss I know can never be recovered.'

'Well—well! I will not argue with you; I see you have exactly your father's disposition; and let me tell you it would have been much happier for him, poor man! if it had been a different one.'

A look of dignified displeasure, with which Emily regarded Madame Cheron, while she spoke, would have touched almost any other heart; she made no other reply, but introduced Valancourt, who could scarcely stifle the resentment he felt, and whose bow Madame Cheron returned with a slight curtsy, and a look of supercilious examination. After a few moments he took leave of Emily, in a manner, that hastily expressed his pain both at his own departure, and at leaving her to the society of Madame Cheron.

'Who is that young man?' said her aunt, in an accent which equally implied inquisitiveness and censure. 'Some idle admirer of yours I suppose; but I believed niece you had a greater sense of propriety, than to have received the visits of any young man in your present unfriended situation. Let me tell you the world will observe those things, and it will talk, aye and very freely too.'

Emily, extremely shocked at this coarse speech, attempted to interrupt it; but Madame Cheron would proceed, with all the self- importance of a person, to whom power is new.

'It is very necessary you should be under the eye of some person more able to guide you than yourself. I, indeed, have not much leisure for such a task; however, since your poor father made it his last request, that I should overlook your conduct—I must even take you under my care. But this let me tell you niece, that, unless you will determine to be very conformable to my direction, I shall not trouble myself longer about you.'

Emily made no attempt to interrupt Madame Cheron a second time, grief and the pride of conscious innocence kept her silent, till her aunt said, 'I am now come to take you with me to Tholouse; I am sorry to find, that your poor father died, after all, in such indifferent circumstances; however, I shall take you home with me. Ah! poor man, he was always more generous than provident, or he would not have left his daughter dependent on his relations.'

'Nor has he done so, I hope, madam,' said Emily calmly, 'nor did his pecuniary misfortunes arise from that noble generosity, which always distinguished him. The affairs of M. de Motteville may, I trust, yet be settled without deeply injuring his creditors, and in the meantime I should be very happy to remain at La Vallee.'

'No doubt you would,' replied Madame Cheron, with a smile of irony, 'and I shall no doubt consent to this, since I see how necessary tranquillity and retirement are to restore your spirits. I did not think you capable of so much duplicity, niece; when you pleaded this excuse for remaining here, I foolishly believed it to be a just one, nor expected to have found with you so agreeable a companion as this M. La Val—, I forget his name.'