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Penny Dreadfuls, 1865 · page 135 of 204

Rose Mortimer; Or, The Ballet-Girl's Revenge — page 135: what you’re looking at

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Rose Mortimer; Or, The Ballet-Girl's Revenge — page 135: Penny Dreadfuls, 1865

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# Victorian Penny Dreadful Page Analysis This is an interior page (129) of the serial *Rose Mortimer; or, The Ballet-Girl's Revenge*, containing both an illustration and running prose dialogue. The engraving depicts a woman in flowing dress positioned against stone archways near water, labeled "[THE LOST ONE.]" Below, the text shows a dialogue between a captive narrator and a masked man who guards her confinement. The narrator requests permission to walk in the garden; the man's reaction to this word "Garden" suggests some hidden significance she fails to understand, leaving both characters puzzled by the miscommunication.

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