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But Delvile, penetrated and tortured, yet delighted at this sensibility, broke fro her hand, exclaimed, "Oh Miss Beverley, if you are not happy---"

"I am! I am!" cried she, with quickness; "let me pass,--and think no more ofher, "they speak not serenity!--Oh if I have injured your peace,--if that heart, which, pure as angels, deserves to be as sacred froh my means, or for my sake, suffers any diminution of tranquility--"

"None, none!" interrupted she, with precipitation

"I knoell," cried he, "your greatness of soul; and if this dreadful sacrifice gives lasting torture only tohappiness I could be assured,--I would struggle to bear it"

"You nity, "I have no right to expect escaping all calamity, but while I share the co"

"Heaven then bless, and hovering angels watch you!" cried he, and letting go her hand, he ran hastily out of the rooht is thy triu her in her ar creature! I knew not that so much worth was compatible with human frailty!"

But the heroished, she could not speak, tears gushed into her eyes, and kissing Mrs Delvile's hand with a look that shewed her inability to converse with her, she hastened, though scarce able to support herself, aith intention to shut herself up in her own apartment: and Mrs Delvile, who perceived that her ut, and wisely forbore to encrease her es

But when she came into the hall, she started, and could proceed no further; for there she beheld Delvile, who in too great agony to be seen, had stopt to recover some composure before he quitted the house

At the first sound of an opening door, he was hastily escaping; but perceiving Cecilia, and discerning her situation, he , "Is it possible?--To ?"

She shook her head, and one on

"You are weeping!" cried he, "you are pale!--Oh Miss Beverley! is this your happiness!"

"I a what she answered, "I ao,--I am very--" her words died away inarticulated