The Mysteries of Udolpho

She passed a melancholy evening, during which the retrospect of all

that had happened, since she had seen Valancourt, would rise to her

imagination; and the scene of her father's death appeared in tints

as fresh, as if it had passed on the preceding day. She remembered

particularly the earnest and solemn manner, in which he had required her

to destroy the manuscript papers, and, awakening from the lethargy,

in which sorrow had held her, she was shocked to think she had not yet

obeyed him, and determined, that another day should not reproach her

with the neglect.