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The Monk; a romance

PREFACE
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A chaplet of large grains hung upon her arm, and her face was covered with a veil of thick black gauze.

Such was the female, to whom the youngest of the Cavaliers now offered his seat, while the other thought it necessary to pay the same attention to her companion.
The old Lady with many expressions of gratitude, but without much difficulty, accepted the offer, and seated herself: The young one followed her example, but made no other compliment than a simple and graceful reverence.

Don Lorenzo (such was the Cavalier's name, whose seat She had accepted) placed himself near her; But first He whispered a few words in his Friend's ear, who immediately took the hint, and endeavoured to draw off the old Woman's attention from her lovely charge.
'You are doubtless lately arrived at Madrid,' said Lorenzo to his fair Neighbour; 'It is impossible that such charms should have long remained unobserved; and had not this been your first public appearance, the envy of the Women and adoration of the Men would have rendered you already sufficiently remarkable.' He paused, in expectation of an answer.

As his speech did not absolutely require one, the Lady did not open her lips: After a few moments He resumed his discourse: 'Am I wrong in supposing you to be a Stranger to Madrid ?' The Lady hesitated; and at last, in so low a voice as to be scarcely intelligible, She made shift to answer,--'No, Segnor.' 'Do you intend making a stay of any length ?' 'Yes, Segnor.' 'I should esteem myself fortunate, were it in my power to contribute to making your abode agreeable.

I am well known at Madrid, and my Family has some interest at Court.


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