my mind, if he ever was so unfortunate to have experienced what I did? I did not know what I should do in that dreadful situation; whether I should call for assistance, or patiently await the event. The lamp was a certain proof that I was in a place not entirely deserted by human beings; and I felt no other painful sensation, but a great weakness, and relaxation of my bodily and mental faculties. Yet I was not suffered to remain long in a state of consultation with myself; the sound of different voices vibrating in my ears from a passage whose entrance the dying glimmer of the lamp enabled me to descry. I even could distinguish the expressions and the subject of their discourse. Some declaimed against Carlos's inhuman barbarity, and some censured me for my imprudence; but one person defended me, finding it very natural that a weak, lovesick, and inexperienced girl should have been taken in by an artful and experienced villain. The talkers, having carefullystopt
