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The Mysteries of Udolpho

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In the evening, Montoni sat late, carousing with his guests in the cedar

chamber. His recent triumph over Count Morano, or, perhaps, some other

circumstance, contributed to elevate his spirits to an unusual height.

He filled the goblet often, and gave a loose to merriment and talk. The

gaiety of Cavigni, on the contrary, was somewhat clouded by anxiety. He

kept a watchful eye upon Verezzi, whom, with the utmost difficulty,

he had hitherto restrained from exasperating Montoni further against

Morano, by a mention of his late taunting words.

One of the company exultingly recurred to the event of the preceding

evening. Verezzi's eyes sparkled. The mention of Morano led to that of

Emily, of whom they were all profuse in the praise, except Montoni, who

sat silent, and then interrupted the subject.

When the servants had withdrawn, Montoni and his friends entered into

close conversation, which was sometimes checked by the irascible temper

of Verezzi, but in which Montoni displayed his conscious superiority,

by that decisive look and manner, which always accompanied the vigour

of his thought, and to which most of his companions submitted, as to

a power, that they had no right to question, though of each

other's self-importance they were jealously scrupulous. Amidst this

conversation, one of them imprudently introduced again the name of

Morano; and Verezzi, now more heated by wine, disregarded the expressive

looks of Cavigni, and gave some dark hints of what had passed on the

preceding night. These, however, Montoni did not appear to understand,

for he continued silent in his chair, without discovering any emotion,

while, the choler of Verezzi increasing with the apparent insensibility

of Montoni, he at length told the suggestion of Morano, that this castle

did not lawfully belong to him, and that he would not willingly leave

another murder on his conscience

. 'Am I to be insulted at my own table, and by my own friends?' said

Montoni, with a countenance pale in anger. 'Why are the words of that

madman repeated to me?' Verezzi, who had expected to hear Montoni's

indignation poured forth against Morano, and answered by thanks to

himself, looked with astonishment at Cavigni, who enjoyed his confusion.

'Can you be weak enough to credit the assertions of a madman?' rejoined

Montoni, 'or, what is the same thing, a man possessed by the spirit of

vengeance?

But he has succeeded too well; you believe what he said.' 'Signor,' said Verezzi, 'we believe only what we know.'--'How!'

interrupted Montoni, sternly: 'produce your proof.' 'We believe only what we know,' repeated Verezzi, 'and we know nothing

of what Morano asserts.' Montoni seemed to recover himself. 'I am hasty,

my friends,' said he, 'with respect to my honour; no man shall question

it with impunity--you did not mean to question it. These foolish words

are not worth your remembrance, or my resentment. Verezzi, here is to

your first exploit.' 'Success to your first exploit,' re-echoed the whole company.

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