The Gothic classic by Charlotte Dacre. This scarce antiquarian book is a facsimile reprint of the original. Due to its age, it may contain imperfections such as marks, notations, marginalia and flawed pages. Because we believe this work is culturally important, we have made it available as part of our commitment for protecting, preserving, and promoting the world's literature in affordable, high quality, modern editions that are true to the original work. Excerpt: "And you-- and you, oh Gabrielle -- Monster devil that I am, can I-- oh can I ever hide from myself, that, deserted by me, my wife and child where-- were on the point of perishing from hunger in the streets "-- He burst into tears, and covering his face with his hands, now called maledictions upon himself, and now gazing upon the almost expiring Gabrielle, beat in agony his breast. Gabrielle sought not to assuage the remorseful anguish of those sensations that were distracting Angelo; she wished him to feel the full enormity of his guilt, and of the miseries it had entailed upon them; but the thought of her beloved child was chief in her heart, and waving her hand towards him, she faintly cried-- "Felix-- think of Felix."