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cious powers!" he arose and walked with disordered steps about the room.
Madeline amazed at all she saw and heard, remained trembling on her chair.
The Marquis suddenly stopped before her, and looked at her with an earnestness that made her droop her head.
"Yes, (cried he) I see traces in that face of one—which no time can wear from my remembrance."
He resumed his seat.—
"In what manner does your father live?" asked he.
"He lives in obscurity, my Lord," replied Madeline.
"What is his family?"
"It consists but of me, my Lord."
"You are acquainted I suppose with his real name, and the misfortunes which drove him to obscurity?"
