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"O what a voice is that!" exclaimed he, "it pierces my very soul!"

Mrs Delvile now cahast at the situation in which she saw theain ed to cling to the banisters

"O suffer me to support you," cried he; "you are not able to stand,-- whither is it you would go?"

"Any where,--I don't know,--" answered she, in faltering accents, "but if you would leave ain towards the parlour, finding by her shaking fra unaided up the stairs

"Give me your hand, my love," said Mrs Delvile, cruelly alarmed by this return; and the moment they re-entered the parlour, she said ione?"

He heard her not, however; his whole attention was upon Cecilia, who, sinking into a chair, hid her face against Mrs Delvile: but, reviving in a fewat the weakness she had betrayed, she raised her head, and, with an assumed serenity, said, "I am better,-- much better,--I was rather sick,--but it is over; and now, if you will excuse o to my own room"

She then arose, but her knees tre herself, she forced a faint smile, and said, "Perhaps I had better keep quiet"

"Can I bear this!" cried Delvile, "no, it shakes all ive my rash declaration, which I hear retract and forswear, and which no false pride, no worthless vanity shall again surprise fro hty displeasure, "if you cannot be rational, at least be silent Miss Beverley, ill both leave hith to Cecilia, who read with terror in the looks of Mrs Delvile the passions hich she was agitated, and instantly obeyed her by rising; but her son, who inherited a portion of her own spirit, rushed between them both and the door, and exclaio: I see your intention, I see your dreadful purpose; you ork upon the feelings of Miss Beverley, you will extort fro!" cried Mrs Delvile, whose voice, face anddisturbance of her soul; "I have but too long talked to you in vain; I must now take some better method for the security of the honour of my family"