Ellen Percy; or, The Memoirs of an Actress — page 366: what you’re looking at

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ELLEN PERCY; OR, THE MEMOIRS OF AN/’ACTRESS. ee LS ‘ j yy) iy || thi) THE DUCHESS has seen you in your carriage, she is rejoiced be- cause she knows you to be very rich. If you will not suffer the secret of her birth to be revealed to her 4 _ © Ah! we are lost! we are undone !” suddenly exclaimed the Duke. “ That precious old owl Peaseblossom must have fallen asleep—for here is the Duchess !” And sure enough, there was the Duchess of Ardleigh, accompanied by a little daughter—a girl of about eleven years old—and followed at a short distance by the governess, who had charge of two of their Graces’ children, who were still younger than the one walking with the mother, No, 45.—EnLen PERCY. ARN CARINII , \\y | Wt SS aa OF ARDLEIGH. ‘aose who are acquainted with the pier-head at Dover, are aware that in the middle of the plat- form stands a little circular house, made of wood, about a dozen feet in diameter, and surmounted by a signal-post. The instant the Duke had given vent to those ejaculations, he rushed towards this little house so as to place it betwixt himself and the Duchess; and in proportion as her Grace ad- vanced nearer and nearer towards the extremity of the pier, the Duke kept working his way round the house so as constantly to make it a shield be- tween himself and his wife. If I had not been low-spirited and harassed by the terrific circum- stances of the preceding evening, as well as dis- 393 COMME 6)(6)() <S) Com