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At the sound of a female voice the unfortunate girl felt a

momentary relief, which was, however, succeeded by deeper terror

as she looked at the person from whom it proceeded. "Who are

you?" said she, anxiously fixing her eyes upon her.

"Come, come, poor girl," repeated the old woman.

Nibbio and his two companions, inferring the designs of their

master from the extraordinary deportment of the old woman,

endeavoured to persuade the poor girl to obey; but Lucy kept

gazing at the wild and savage solitude around, which left her no

ray of hope. However, she attempted to cry out; but seeing Nibbio

give a look to the handkerchief, she stopped, trembled, was

seized, and then placed in the litter. The old woman was placed

beside her; and Nibbio left the two villains for their escort,

and hastened forward at the call of his master. Lucy, aroused to

momentary energy by the near approach of the deformed and

withered features of her companion, cried, "Where am I? Where are

you taking me?"