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behalf! What part of the house do you inhabit?"
"I am so little acquainted with the house (cried Madeline), that perhaps I may confound one place with another; my chamber is at the end of a great gallery."
"What kind of a chamber is it?"
"'Tis wainscoted, and ornamented with faded portraits."
"Amongst which is there not a remarkable one of a lady in mourning with a drawn dagger?"
"Yes."
"Well, since I know your chamber, I will, if there is a possibility of getting to it, pay you a visit, and tell you of a plan I have thought of for your escape."
Madeline, in an ecstasy of gratitude and hope, caught her hand, and was raising it to her lips, when a sudden, though distant, noise made her drop it.
