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The Mysteries of Udolpho

Chapter III.4
There is one within,
Besides the things, that we have heard and seen,
Recounts most horrid sights, seen by the watch.
In the morning, Emily found Madame Montoni nearly in the same condition, as on the
preceding night; she had slept little, and that little had not refreshed her; she smiled on
her niece, and seemed cheered by her presence, but spoke only a few words, and never
named Montoni, who, however, soon after, entered the room. His wife, when she
understood that he was there, appeared much agitated, but was entirely silent, till Emily
rose from a chair at the bed-side, when she begged, in a feeble voice, that she would not
leave her.
The visit of Montoni was not to sooth his wife, whom he knew to be dying, or to console,
or to ask her forgiveness, but to make a last effort to procure that signature, which would
transfer her estates in Languedoc, after her death, to him rather than to Emily. This was a
scene, that exhibited, on his part, his usual inhumanity, and, on that of Madame Montoni,
a persevering spirit, contending with a feeble frame; while Emily repeatedly declared to
him her willingness to resign all claim to those estates, rather than that the last hours of
her aunt should be disturbed by contention. Montoni, however, did not leave the room,
till his wife, exhausted by the obstinate dispute, had fainted, and she lay so long
insensible, that Emily began to fear that the spark of life was extinguished. At length, she
revived, and, looking feebly up at her niece, whose tears were falling over her, made an
effort to speak, but her words were unintelligible, and Emily again apprehended she was
dying. Afterwards, however, she recovered her speech, and, being somewhat restored by
a cordial, conversed for a considerable time, on the subject of her estates in France, with
clearness and precision. She directed her niece where to find some papers relative to
them, which she had hitherto concealed from the search of Montoni, and earnestly
charged her never to suffer these papers to escape her.
Soon after this conversation, Madame Montoni sunk into a dose, and continued
slumbering, till evening, when she seemed better than she had been since her removal
from the turret. Emily never left her, for a moment, till long after midnight, and even then
would not have quitted the room, had not her aunt entreated, that she would retire to rest.
She then obeyed, the more willingly, because her patient appeared somewhat recruited by
sleep; and, giving Annette the same injunction, as on the preceding night, she withdrew
to her own apartment. But her spirits were wakeful and agitated, and, finding it
impossible to sleep, she determined to watch, once more, for the mysterious appearance,
that had so much interested and alarmed her.